Iowa Human Service failed,
When children survive ,
Iowa Human Service pay No part,
Brutal father broke his daughter’s back,
Broke arms, legs, wrist all four children,
Their crime surviving,
Their dad turned in by neighbors,
Childrens friends parents,
Beat his children bloody,
I’m not Human Service of Iowa’s friend either,
Mom was posined,brow beat to death,
Torchered kepts from her family,
Denise my neighbor told me today,
The doctor injects her artheritic joints she says nothing,
See her father beat her and her brothers until she smiled!
Her little brother hates her,
At twelve Denise ran,
Her little brother hates her for not staying,
Named for her dad,
No longer could she stand the beatings for herself and her brothers,
Chased by her dad the ‘Train!’
Loaded for bear with loaded shot gun,
She ran hard,
Goal was to be free,
It wasn’t possible, to many dreams,
Its not once its over and over her baby brother jerked up,
Slammed again after plummethed,
Like a fucking punching bag,
That’s how my half sisters father beat my mom!
Diana beat mom took her rights,
Then took moms life and my sister’s.
Lied to mom ,
Iowa Human Services have a lot to pay for,
But owe Denise and her brothers, a childhood,
Free from pain,
Denise says I never quit,
Pick myself up!
Smile through the pain,
Her dad drilled that in,
The monster Iowa Human Service ,
Allow to slip through to beat,
Murder his children.
Took a loaded gun from my dad at fourteen,
Saved mom,Ellen,Debbie Henry, my nephew Robbie my neice Julie. In the long.run it mattered to No one. See the Heike’s had two trains dad was sad.Diana a narcississ. In the long run my saving my family mattered to no one.
No one cared I was a good innocent person who always put othrrs first still Iowa.Human Services took my good name .