This is David's overview of the topic thus far, in the form of a poem. Well done David!
They came in the light of day,
wanting to snatch us children away.
In the bush our lives we lived,
free from being downtrodden captives.
That fateful morn long gone by,
I was ambling beneath the blue sky.
With mum and my siblings nigh,
I thought I couldn't possibly die.
In a hazy cloud of dust,
emerged a vehicled glaze in rust.
The beat-up car driving brusque,
we knew the need to run was a must.
Men in a car had us caught,
We tried our best resisted and fought
Our pleas amounted to naught,
supposed protection they truly sought.
Into a squalid car shoved,
we gazed back at our mother beloved.
As the car began to roll,
In my heart I felt a gaping hole.
Our mother fell to her knees,
A victim of callous policies.
They couldn't be brushed off,
yet she tried her best to ward them off.
She put her hands to her face,
tears pouring down at a steady pace
Futile was to try and chase.
A chugging car she couldn't outrace.
In the car we tried to fight,
yet we couldn't overpower his might.
Our chances ruined by blight
Trapped in an inescapable plight.
As our home faded away,
We didn't have anything to say.
For we merely sobbed and cried,
our carefree existence gone awry
Thus plucked from the life I knew,
then and there I could not have construed
reason why us they pursued
Yet I knew hereout pain would ensue.
And indeed we did languish,
in the institutes and foster homes.
To this day remains anguish,
to forever reside in my soul.