When the dream fades and I don't know what to do, I think of how it always was and some how it can never be that way again. I must look at what I have now and how can I make it work. It is amazing how complicated life gets yet we still can overcome these obstacles. We fight for what we believe is right even though others think our problems are to small to care about. We fight for the children because they are important. Yet no matter how different a person is from us doesn't make us or them any less worthwhile to society. What kind of society would we have if everyone were to think, look and live the same way? Unfortunately life seems to be unfair from the start .A child gets a label that follows him for life. Then we must fight for their right to be allowed to live a normal life. I don't understand what is happening sometimes and I found that it is very frustrating. It is hard when you know that you will have this battle to fight for the rest of their life. We find ways to deal with it and only hope can prevail.

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       Endless Maze

                 Running, I find myself lost

                 I need to get out, whatever the cost

                 I’m in a maze with no end

                 I lose my way at every bend

                 Where is the  light to show my way

                 For I need it on this day

                 Every turn leads to a wall

                 I don’t what  to do, at all

                 I stare into the endless dark

                 Hoping for a  lonely spark

                 To cast light upon this place

                 So I can quicken to an endless pace

                 Until I find my out

                 I’ll follow this perilous route

                A poem by Michael Moulfair

                January 1 ,2003

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