hope
The social worker summarised
History is indicative of character
The behaviours of my client
I cannot make allowances for.
This is her eighth baby.
How did she fall pregnant to start with?
Intellectual disability became her identity
When authority shoved her in that box.
My grace couldn't harness you.
I am human too.
Therefore, I give in and attend to my
Duty of care for your child, if only
Bub had a voice!
Basket of too-hard,
Will it land on my desk?
After our committee meetings, coffees, afternoon teas
And discussions puerile,
Under my breath, did I just mumble
That I no longer cared?
Is it my job to identify your strengths
Within frameworks of psychodynamic theories?
Let's be rational here, you are not victimised
But the blind surrenderer
And in my idealistic "creativity" will I mobilise you
Because I know the policies and services
Available.
Do not relent.
Finish your papers.
We have more ground to cover.
And if I lose hope now
It will be my voluntary release --
In addition to fickle heartedness..
But the needy will not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the afflicted ever perish.
But the eyes of the LORD are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love.
[Yes Lord].
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