Dear Mr. Crack (a plea from a child)

Dear Mr. Crack,
Please give my mommy and daddy back.
I’m not suppose to talk to strangers,
but when they are with you, I know
they’re in danger. Since you’ve
come around, they’re never
home. And I really don't
like when I'm
home alone.

We don’t live in our nice, big house anymore.
And this place is cold. There’s no rug on the
floor. Sometimes, I don’t get enough to
eat. Daddy’s eyes look funny.
Mommy hardly sleep.

I got new clothes for
Christmas, but Daddy went
and sold them. I saved $5.00 in my
piggy bank but one night, it got stolen.

We don’t even visit my
Grandmom no more.
Since my bike
disappeared,
she won’t
come to
the door.

Give my Mommy and Daddy back,
Mr. Crack! Never mind.
I know what to do.
I’m gonna
tell God.
God can
get rid
of you!

This beautiful poem was written by a poet in whom I hold near and dear to my heart and her name is RuNett Nia Ebo

Thank you RuNett

Elder J. Andres Vazquez