For Marcus~they lies/we failed

Author notes:
True story about Marcus Fiesel. One day I'll work on revisions..a painful write.

Eyes of ocean blue
a mop of cocoa brown hair
impish grin
3 years old
a smile that betrayed the truth
defenseless
the first years of your life
spent living among fleas
and feces
falling out of second floor windows
found wandering the streets
not so uncomon
in a boy
with Autism
the bruises that were found
among the other things
raised alarm
and you were given over
to police custody
a new life promised
a better life
full of hope
they lied
they lied
they lied
and WE failed
placed you in the home
where the ultimate tragedy
would occur
you went missing
foster mom claims she collaped
at the park
and when she came to
you were gone
a search ensues
thousands of volunteers
desperately search
hoping to find a clue
a video plea is made
foster mom pleading
for what??
they lied
they lied
they lied
as the weeks go by
the truth comes out
a family reunion
out of state
why bother finding
someone to take care of you?
Was it easier to tie your hands
behind your back,
then wrap you in a blanket
in the middle of a scorching heat wave
bound with duct tape
and stuff you in a closet?
Apparently so..
they returned
and found you already dead
but your horror didn't stop there
foster dad, mentally unstable
who slipped through the cracks
of justice and background checks
took your little body
to a secluded location
he found an abandoned
property--the perfect location
with an old stone chimney
just large enough
to put your tiny body
douse it with gasoline
and burn the evidence-
which was you,
Marcus
they lied
they lied
they lied-
they're still lying
I wish that we had heard of you
differently
that you would have had a loving home
filled with hope, understanding, acceptance
where someone would have taken
the time
to work with you
to help you
but above all
to love you...
I wish that the only reason
I had ever heard of Marcus Fiesel
was because he grew up
and conquered the problems he faced
that you would have been the next J-Mac,
or something even greater...
words alone
cannot begin to express
the pain I feel
knowing your life
was so brutally taken
first by Autism
robbing you of a voice
and clarity
then by the people who
were supposed to protect you
sing Marcus, sing
for finally you have a voice
finally you are loved
unconditionally
perfectly
where no one can ever hurt you again