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Where Did I Go Wrong
Where did I go wrong? Sometimes its not fair when I see smiles they feel like cold air
Where did I go wrong all I did was be born but all I feel is scorn its not that I haven’t felt love but was love given to me before I came to be
Where did I go wrong I was supposed to be born free but as adoptee struggling with an identity given to me forever in a prison no need for an honorable mention
Where did I go wrong is often how we shame ourselves cause we feel we have no name and we dont know who to blame
Where did I go wrong a adoptee’s journey is endless even when we get to our destination we feel like at times like we dont belong and we ask ourselves Where did I go wrong.
Lawrence E. Proctor Jr.
Adult Adoptee
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Not being adopted, and still this poem strikes a cord, for some (me) with those whom struggle with finding where they belong.
In society that conditions us to fall into ruts, not taking up with adventures, and what might be.
Thank you
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I wrote this piece a couple of years ago.
Adoptee Rap
Adoptees through time have had a back seat.
Unknown relations we wish to meet.
Society’s said what we feel ain’t that bad.
They haven’t experienced the emptiness we’ve had.
Adoptees want our opinions heard,
and receipt of validation for our word.
It isn’t about revenge or ingratitude.
But people at large need a shift in attitude.
It’s time for laws to modernize and update.
We’re no longer children, wards of a state.
We can fight in wars and smoke a cigarette;
We get tried as adults, and lest we forget,
If we do our part with responsibility,
Then why can’t we connect with first family?
Adopted people don’t always agree,
but we need to establish greater unity
among our own awakening community.
We should celebrate our achievements without jealousy,
Unite for our causes and work as a team.
We should care and console, no judgmental disdain
And avoid competition and comparing our pain.
If we want acknowledgment, more cred, and more gain
From inside
To feel cared for and valued by peers there should be no divide
The more we bond the less we will hide
yet be free to appreciate our differing views without shame
Understanding our counterparts; not placing blame
For something that happened a long time ago
Let’s honor and celebrate now, for now is what we all know!
Paige Adams Strickland
Adult Adoptee
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I wrote this poem for my Birthmother after we met and reunited.
My Wish
When I was little
I would wish upon a star
I would always wonder
If you were near or far.
There were so many questions
So many things to know
I’d ponder on the reasons why
Flowing emotions, would only make me cry
Answers I wanted
Only you would know
Hoping one day you would come along
I knew that if not I would need to be strong
As I got older
Those thoughts faded away
They werent my top priority
I lived day to day.
Its not that I didnt want to know
Or that I didnt care
There were other dreams to live
I could not dwell on what wasn’t fair
I had a good life
My mom and dad were great.
College and kid(s) of my own
Were other dreams I wanted to create.
I made those dreams happen
Everything had come true.
The only thing missing
Was being able to find you.
Older now, still wondering who you were
I looked up in the sky
To only see one bright star
That stopped me and caught my eye.
I always had a dream
I knew what I was looking for
I didn’t want much
Just a little bit more.
Making one last wish
I closed my eyes
Wanting to know
About my family ties.
Now I can say
That my dream has come true.
The last to accomplish
Of finally finding you.
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This is lovely! This part: “I didn’t want much
Just a little bit more.” really called out to me.
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