You took children’s self esteem and laid darkness
over silent dreams. Some you called names
and jeered them to the ground. Others you
raped and laughed in the name of torturous fun.
That was no home, no place of learning, nah
a place of chains and gruesome heart burning.
Nobody cared, one might think God was blind.
Where was the help, a little sister raped
and a young lad beaten to death.
O eyes turned and silence begat tongues. A
big man with a mean heart, held a young girl
hostage while pocketing the green selling
her soul. A pig of disgust but everybody gave
this human beast their trust.
Lord, I weep to think of the pain. I cringe
knowing what those little girls and boys
sustained. Beatings on a regular basis.
Relentless daggers hurled and bellies screamed
in hunger.
Yes the rapes were many, but fear kept secrets
for many a year. Where is the justice, who
will stand accountable. No Angels worked at
the home for Colored Children, no fairness, no golden
rule.
What was the outcome, who went to jail? Did
human beasts pay their dues, or are they
walking in fraudulent shoes? Now you know
a little about “The Home for Colored Children”.
An acknowledgment now sustained, our Canadian
Government and the Home of abuse, together
poured a Blessing, O the warmest rain. Though
your scars will remain infinitely, perhaps thirty four
million dollars will shine a light at the end of a
dark road.
Written by: Melvina Germain
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About Daniel Kemp
Daniel Kemp’s introduction to the world of espionage and mystery happened at an early age when his father was employed by the War Office in Whitehall, London, at the end of WWII. However, it wasn’t until after his father died that he showed any interest in anything other than himself!
On leaving academia he took on many roles in his working life: a London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver, but never did he plan to become a writer. Nevertheless, after a road traffic accident left him suffering from PTSD and effectively—out of paid work for four years, he wrote and self-published his first novel —The Desolate Garden. Within three months of publication, that book was under a paid option to become a $30 million film. The option lasted for five years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company.
All seven of his novels are now published by Creativia with the seventh—The Widow’s Son, completing a three book series alongside: What Happened In Vienna, Jack? and Once I Was A Soldier. Under the Creativia publishing banner, The Desolate Garden went on to become a bestselling novel in World and Russian Literature in 2017. The following year, in May 2018, his book What Happened In Vienna, Jack? was a number one bestseller on four separate Amazon sites: America, UK, Canada, and Australia.
Although it's true to say that he mainly concentrates on what he knows most about; murders laced by the mystery involving spies, his diverse experience of life shows in the short stories he writes, namely: Why? A Complicated Love, and the intriguing story titled The Story That Had No Beginning.
He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed employee of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of book signing events. He has also appeared on 'live' television in the UK publicising that first novel of his.
He continues to write novels, poetry and the occasional quote; this one is taken from the beginning of Once I Was A Soldier
There is no morality to be found in evil. But to recognise that which is truly evil one must forget the rules of morality.
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It’s a powerful poem. Will stay with me for ….
SO Done..Most definitely…So Sad a Story—A Great Write..’God Bless All’..Love Pastor Shirley ann shaw~