He does not wish to stay in fostering home <br />And he does not wish to stay with family <br />He'd much prefer the streets and living rough <br />Perhaps his way of saying that 'i am free'. <br /> <br />Each time he runs off the police bring him back <br />But Michael at home has no wish to stay <br />The police for miles around now know him well <br />Each time they bring him back he run away. <br /> <br />A school refuser he hates the thought of school <br />There's more and better things to do he say <br />He'd much prefer to be at Sandown Track <br />And a day in school to him a wasted day. <br /> <br />Thirteen years old he's only still a boy <br />But he can't seem to settle anywhere <br />And though he seems a nice enough young lad <br />He refuse all help from those who for him care. <br /> <br />He can live in a comfortable home <br />In heated room in from the cold and sleet <br />But he refuse the comfort of home life <br />He'd much prefer to live free on the street. <br /> <br />He needs help now but all help he refuse <br />And the police bring him back each time he runs away <br />Perhaps it's just a phase that he's going through <br />And that he will live a normal life one day. <br /> <br />He does not wish to stay in fostering home <br />And he does not wish to stay with family <br />He'd much prefer the streets and living rough <br />Perhaps his way of saying that 'i am free'.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/michael-3/
