OUR CHILDREN’S VOICE, By Ryan Guiley September 05, 2016

OUR CHILDREN’S VOICE

Can a voice of a child be heard?

We will stand for our children,

No more disguises like fake beards,

Or hiding the truth or making pretend.

 

Their tears and sorrow have been felt,

Away from their parents care is enough,

This hand should never have been intentionally dealt,

A child should be a child, and not be this tough.

 

The first development our children succeeded,

Was the sensorimotor maturation development,

Looking at Denise’s eyes, is all that they needed,

Reaching for her face, as a smile in return was lent.

 

Our eyes have witness the truth of the unjust,

Our genes play an important role in this case,

Our children hands, are now in courts to trust,

I will explain as a parent what it was like to face.

 

Conception is the most crucial aspect in baby’s life,

Also the most important factor of one of my secrets,

The stress and the duty of her care being my wife,

Bearing a child, as she stood by me without any regrets.

 

Inside her womb, life was evolving of who they are today,

My first son, Nolan, is the reason why his voice will climb,

I always have the best interest in him to show him the way,

Denise is my trustee, due to the intentional corruption to my mind.

 

To not have a reliable parent to experience fatherhood,

As I feared for our safety, since I knew prior information,

As I requested, but no one implemented which they should,

Denise is my caregiver, as I was father who was an ill patient.

 

The “OCL” must explain why a lawyer is needed,

Also, to build trust by meeting with our young,

The same should apply to this case as no one pleaded,

They left our families unsafe and in fear to be hung.

 

Our first Christmas, Nolan dressed as Santa Claus,

I acted for his first wish and for him to believe,

That real life is all about those fundamentals and no flaws,

Every child should have an opportunity to live and to breathe.

 

Two months, Nolan had support and finally stood up,

Taking a picture with three generations of the Guiley’s,

That our family name will make an impact and will erupt,

That the pain and suffering will never go away with smileys.

 

Finally, four months old, he was placed inside a crib,

A baby’s fortress that guards him from the evilness,

A week later, eating cereal while Nolan wore a bib,

My home is my palace as Denise is my apron and nothing less.

 

Then spring came, as he was now in a stroller,

I could not be beside them as I was still in fear,

Denise pushed him alone as I was dodging boulders,

I cried many times as there were so many dreadful tears.

 

Those tears filled his first bath in the kitchen sink,

He stayed afloat and was secure by the rails,

Our family was missing me, as it was a broken link,

Denise still protected me as she acted like a big whale.

 

Six months later, Nolan had a friend of a playmate,

Another baby who was happy and would not judge,

My life was still a living hell as Denise can relate,

I was numb and in terror as I could not budge.

 

I can recall our first visit to the park in a swing,

I had the opportunity to finally push him,

I would give him direction of what his life to bring,

That his mother and I are his guardian limbs.

 

The affection, the love and emotional ties,

Were always brought by Denise to our child,

As I could only trust Denise as everyone was in disguise,

Denise should be thanked for taking care of me in style.

 

His first bike ride with his mother seeing the streets,

The wind blowing as the trees shook the leaves,

I will never leave Nolan’s side as he made my heart beat,

Denise did her best for our child as she has no pet peeves.

 

Then, our first family outing was going out of town,

A place where a family should find happiness,

Baby steps to improve, as I thought of her wedding gown,

A family that should of never be broken without a crest.

 

It was time to build and move in a new family dwelling,

As the home on Magnolia was supposed to be a home,

But I still feared for our safety as I just had swellings,

Little, by little, it was all coming back as I comb.

 

The birthmark on his face was then removed,

As parents we could not hold our child’s hand,

I am sorry, I was not beside you, but time will prove,

The truth, as it will bring justice to the stand.

 

Spy cameras were installed and I felt invaded,

It never felt like a family home as I lived in terror,

I always had the best interest of our child and never faded,

Denise’s eyes and our child was like seeing yourself in a mirror.

 

We wanted more children so they could have a voice,

In February 2010, Ciara was born with complications,

She was helpless as she was confined to the hospital by choice,

God answered our call again by safeguarding her over the station.

 

I could see her mother in Ciara’s eyes when she stared,

Sometimes I questioned myself as I could not see Denise,

Ciara was named after what I was pursuing in life and cared,

To be a Certified Internal Auditor and a father to please.

 

But those two realities became so distance away,

Even though I knew my daughter was a computerized doll,

I still showed the same love and compassion as I still prayed,

I protected Nolan and the doll as I stood tall.

 

An outsider will think I am delusional and crazy,

But I speak the truth, as I knew from her smell,

More fear, I didn’t know if Ciara had care as I was not lazy,

A mother and father living in a hell, as there was not a wishing well.

 

In December 2010, Nolan saw Santa and sat on his lap,

He believed and wished for many Christmas gifts,

Meanwhile, the fake doll had no believes as it never clapped,

Nolan suffering the most without a real sister as he got stiffed.

 

The intrusion was so much to take,

They never assumed to take responsibility,

Can’t admit to the truth that our child was a fake,

I know the truth, as it will show my true abilities.

 

I am sorry Ciara, that as parents we were not there,

But I promise I will do my best in the future,

You will receive love and affection not from strangers,

But your mother and I will tie you down to the sutures.

 

We were not there, seeing you get your first tooth,

What you true first words were as an infant,

Your voice was not heard but we still heard it in our booth,

As we can tell who you are since your eyes are meant.

 

In June 2011, the artificial intelligence doll had a defect,

As I gave it a command but it was skeptical and malfunction,

Reasoning skills could not be programmed as I dissect,

The automated eyes never showed truth as Ciara was in abduction.

 

It was time for Denise to realize the true facts,

So they took your mother in secluded custody

Nolan was replaced by a little person intact,

As I was left alone, leaving my footprints being muddy.

 

Those footprints will be your wishes and your voice,

Maybe not now as the province will disbarred the truth,

I have the best interest in your development as I will hoist,

As it will be on file, as an adult, when you are no longer youths.

 

All the childhood moments I was not part of,

Nolan, your trademark is your big brown eyes,

Ciara, is your curly hair is what I just love,

Which encompasses your mother which nothing will buy.

 

Your mother is the reason why this transpired,

I stood for fairness, equality and what is right,

The economy rested on my shoulders holding by pliers,

I lived in terror as I am coming out of safety without fright.

 

Do not believe the reports from the access centre,

As it was never our children who cried and laugh,

But it was your grandmother who made this venture,

Divided before, but it is time to be on the right path.

 

Your mother cares for me and she will always,

She knows the best interest of you is us to be a household,

The province and her lawyer has tricked her in frays,

They just don’t want the truth to be told.

 

I have written nearly 300 writings for your mother,

Let them be enforceable and one day you can read,

How your mother and I are soulmates as I love her,

I love her the moment I set eyes on her even before we wed.

 

Now, I have a belief that I might have another child,

Another son, born near February 2016 who must have wishes,

I don’t know your real name but will search amongst the piles,

I feel the word loyal transcribes as I can’t give you kisses.

 

I went to your birth town of Kingston and felt your presence,

How your mother went to college and gained education,

Visited the church that you were baptized even if I was in absence,

The authorities turned against me, protecting their own nation.

 

At that point, I received assurance that you were all safeguarded,

Finally, over ten years, the fear started to gradually disappear,

As I am acting out doing my best, so we will never be parted,

The courts will hear, my writings as I can no longer bear.

 

I can no longer bear that my wife is by herself in this trial,

As I promised her that I would stand by her side forever,

Just because of the Safer Witnesses Act, laws can be in denial,

But you can’t infringe my Charter, which stands tall and clever.

 

I could write down, all the neglect that the province exhibit,

Recklessly and viciously made too much destruction,

The ball has been thrown, as a motion will come to light and will sit,

As the truth will be told and as in life we all come to the junction.

 

You can tell the court the best interest of our children concerns,

Or falsified the reason why “OCL” is involved,

So our children can be represented in a litigation I learned,

Denise do not trust a fraudulent system, another thing I solved.

 

If the Charter is not granted, what was the Constitution for?

Our family has lived word by word from most sections,

And should not be misinterpreted with crooked lawyers,

Go ahead, and demonstrate your case in total perfection.

 

The perfection resides with a judge and from truth seekers,

Our family and I have witness the horrifying damages,

Justice will prevail, so will the truth as it isn’t weaker,

The truth will come out, as I am ripping the bandages.

 

This letter is not intended to dishonour the judicial system,

But to tell the truth of how so many entities caused harm,

Education of the laws that govern will provide wisdom,

As the truth will unravel the true facts like a ball full of yarn.

 

Over 10 years, everyone has hide the truth to the world,

Subpoena after subpoena, not to divulge any matters,

My interest is for my three children who lived in curls,

Our voices will be heard from all this chatter.

 

The world will know all about artificial intelligence,

And the corrupt financial systems that are regulated,

The corrupt team will ante up, willing to risk any pence,

I had the best interest of the world, but will no longer be waited.

 

Too many people are involved and know the truth,

Someone will speak up and take a risk,

Of not covering up the truth in the grooves,

As it will be sparkling, refreshing and will be brisk.

 

What do I request for the future of our children?

That the province of Ontario is not a corrupt entity,

But a place where a citizen or resident can live as it won’t offend,

By infringing their rights and freedoms is cruel and too plenty.

 

I also request, that when each child is no longer a minor,

That they have access to this court file and my letter,

And nearly 300 writings I have written to be given in a binder,

Those are my child wishes, to know the truth, for the worst or better.

 

I always did my best to raise our children with positives,

Their identities have been abolished without our nurturing,

We won’t allow the province to take our family away as it gives,

We will wipe their tears from all the pain, suffering and hurting.

 

Let the beards come off as you can’t masked our sorrow,

Our children hands our invested in a province with defaults,

Our children are our future voice and should never be borrowed,

As their children will stand the testimony of time and not be in a vault.

 

The first development was making eye contact and reaching,

Our children grasped for their mother’s beautiful face,

I learned early as a teenager that life is Denise has many teachings,

Let our children find their soul mate with any human race.

 

Our children genes will be carried to the next generation,

They will witness what their ancestors have been through,

Robotics and new galaxies will try and empower our nation,

But will never have beliefs or experience what is so true.

 

What is the ideal situation and best wishes of a child?

To have a set of parents who can provide cognitive,

Or socioemotional, and psychical development in style,

Well, we are here now, and have so much to give.

 

Don’t let our baby boy named after being loyal,

Miss out on his first Christmas, as we can provide a wish,

Which is to believe in ourselves, and which is truly royal,

As it is the best interest to be a family on their Christmas list.

 

Who knows, maybe four male generations will stand tall?

As it did with my wife’s female side with Ciara being born,

Everyone is here for a reason, to knock down those walls,

The church bells will ring and trumpets will sound their horns.

 

Maybe now our fortress will be bigger but there won’t be evil,

Our family holding hands and removing the scars that will heal,

We will not forget the precious times of what they stole,

Call us crazy and delusional, but truth doesn’t hide what is real.

 

Instead of a stroller, an electronic glider will carry the offspring,

It will be freedom as there will be nothing to avoid,

To many it will be like a gigantic place where children can bring,

Happiness with development will be illustrated and not a void.

 

Our tears will be bigger than the sink but a new ocean,

The pain will pass by truth stands still and is written in stone,

No more broken links as we will be smooth like baby lotion,

No more hiding our treasures like a dog hiding his bone.

 

Playmates will be computerized dolls who will provide friendship,

They can teach our children faster than a human could,

The numbness will thaw, as it will remove from a computerize chips,

All because of what I believe in and as I came out of the woods.

 

Swinging and pushing our children to new heights is essential,

The direction of what technology is, can only get enhance,

Our children voice will not be buried in a deep hole,

This came about, since I believed and wasn’t given a chance.

 

Denise you are the very reason as you are immaculate,

Thanks for your love, affection, and emotional support,

You have battle our scars with determination and grit,

Thanks for believing and not giving up with an abort.

 

It is your duty to review documents and provide a position,

But remembered, that is only one factor that has significance,

Many other factors will give us a voice to be listen,

My writings will provide the way as it is my lance.

 

Our children are nine, six, and seven months old,

They do not have the intellectual mind to have a say,

But their interest is in Denise and me in hands not to fold,

Take into consideration of us always being a family to stay.

 

What are actually the children’s needs? To have parents,

A union that shows love and affection without any hostility,

That is Denise and I, as our love blows the strong current,

Each one of us provides resources and gives our abilities.

 

Can other family members influence and play a factor?

All of our members will vote in favour they provide equality,

There are two size sets of tires for traction for tractors,

Our children exhibits their uniqueness in their own novelty.

 

The time spent with each child should play a role,

I was never given an opportunity for many years,

Since, this case, intentionally and deliberately stole,

As I live in terror and pain with many fears.

 

I am available to spend countless of hours with them,

But the province has falsified where they are kept,

I will stand by their side to protect them and to defend,

I would see other children laugh but it was too hard as I wept.

 

What is my current lifestyle that will play an importance?

Well my livelihood was abolished, so I write letters instead,

As we will be a family united again and will all dance,

To have a family meal together and watch their heads.

 

What is my current living arrangements in my home?

There are pictures of Denise mostly but also our kids,

I don’t have a picture of our new baby boy as I write this poem,

Please don’t take away our children by making a bid.

 

Denise and I never neglected or abuse our children,

We both love them unconditionally to the finest,

I want to see my son’s birthday as he is approaching ten,

Rest assure, I am decent, loving, and one of the kindest.

 

My past and present exhibits mental health issues,

These problems were not my fault but other groups,

I will not be accountable as I am wiping my tears with tissues,

Our family will stand together and will always be a troop.

 

I can provide guidance that only what I have experience,

My eyes have witness the cruel and corrupt societies,

Denise will vouch for me and not provide a deterrence,

I am speaking up as the wind will blow as Denise will agree.

 

I can provide education to all of my children as I hold a diploma and a degree,

My wife is also educated as she has two diplomas,

I know all about accounting and will teach them the Charter in creed,

Denise will teach them about dental and what a child does.

 

What exactly does a child do? Attend school, play and grow,

So maybe one day they can make decisions and not be biased,

They need a father and a mother so one day they will know,

The truth of human existence of all factors from the widest.

 

Religious aspects should play a key role in their upbringing,

I have a background in Catholic but I believe in all religions,

There is only one God that created us and will be singing,

Denise is holy since she is not baptized, as one day it will be her decision.

 

The “OCL” will write reports from doctors and teachers,

But are these reports genuine?  As our children were in hiding,

There was a reason why I was never involved as I sat in the bleachers,

I had to ensure the safety of my family was in force by a riding.

 

I have a future plan as the province has their own interest,

They want me to be excluded so my family can permanently leave,

They are not telling Denise the true facts as she is put to the test,

I know their tactics as they are up too no good up their sleeves.

 

If my children needed a lawyer to represent them in other matters,

Just ask truthfully and one will be granted,

It has been all lies and deception from the Act in force which is battered,

I am too is an eye witness and never received my chance to be chanted.

 

Infringement after infringement a person can only take so much,

The Safer Witnesses Act was supposed to be for protection,

No one approach me or told me that my admission would be denied in such,

The law enforcement agencies are at fault as they never provided direction.

 

What protection did they actually do, I found my wife as her name is Danielle,

Sure they relocated her and gave her a new identity but they left me behind,

So the truth will not be divulge to the public as I lived in a living hell,

Sorry, no apologies will be accepted, you can’t take time and rewind.

 

Well actually you can, in accounting history of transactions,

But that is another subject will be brought to the courts,

The province and other parties have destroyed our lives in fractions,

In no means, I am disrespecting the people in service of our ports.

 

But it’s the government who are corrupt as they live by the dollar,

Greed and selfishness is always their best interest first,

We should not be judge from what class we come from by the collar,

They can’t keep us apart any longer, as my love is pure thirst.

 

They can make any excuse why they never brought me with you,

It was the worst decision of what a person could have choose,

I will defend and protect you, as we made our vows when we both said “I do”,

This is a real life situation and is not be taken as a mental health issue to be amused.

 

The power is invested to you to make a rational decision for the best,

Please understand the circumstances as I am not delusional,

I will fight for our family and will be put to any given test,

I made a promise that 2016, we would reunite even if before the tribunal.