In honor of National Poetry Month, we’re sharing a spoken-word poem about TBRI®, A Legacy of Hope, by Brandon Reyes of Austin, TX.
Legacy of Hope from Brandon and Janice Reyes on Vimeo.
Legacy of Hope
by: Brandon Reyes
Distant, unfocused, struggles making friends
Or keeping simple rules
Tends to act out in violence
Keeps falling behind in his school
There was a time when these labels
Would’ve meant the end of a kid
And rather than ask why he did what he did
As you might with a friend with whom you had bonded
We only noticed he’d flipped his lid
Put our foot down, drew a line, and responded
But it turns out that when your thoughts
Are centered on survival
You don’t care much for math
Or the pilgrim’s arrival
When your belly is empty
Because you couldn’t find food
And instead of hugged
You were belittled or bruised
When your safety is threatened
Whether real or merely perceived
The only reasonable reaction really
Is to fight flight or freeze
So be careful to judge based on surface commotion
We all are more complicated than our outer emotions
See a sad child can come across hateful and angry
And a scared kid can look downright wild or crazy
But if only we can see past bad behavior
To the unmet needs that are hiding beneath
We can take that fear captive
Love can get traction
Healing can happen
And a kid can be freed
Now for those that might be skeptic
Or for those who have never heard this
And are maybe feeling a little nervous
Let me tell you what we’ve learned
From the work of Dr. Karyn Purvis
See when a brain develops
It needs safety and nurture
As a precursor to develop further
When instead of loved
One’s abused or neglected
Brain development slows
And everything is affected:
Emotions and the ability to regulate one’s self
Relationships, behaviors, reason, focus, and health
And when all of one’s efforts are spent staying alive
The brain of a nine year old
Can look closer to five
Then when that same kid’s expected to act his age
Of course he’s going to disengage
But every brain’s plastic
And what this means
Is that each can still change
Whether toddler or teen
This gives us great hope
That with informed interventions
A person can heal
As their brain makes new connections
This doesn’t just happen though
We must be intentional
With some dos and do nots
That may at first seem unconventional
Now before we dive in
We must address expectations
As trust must be established
And this demands patience
For compliance that’s won
From compulsion or shame
Is to win the match but to lose the game
If we want to attain a constructive affect
We must learn to “connect” before we “correct”
This leads me right in
To something every kid needs
It’s the “do-over” and with it
A poor choice is redeemed
Then in place of punishment
Or tongue lashing
That leads to self-loathing
It becomes an opportunity
For learning and growing
Then if they take advantage
The second time around
And behave in ways that are healthy
Hugs and praises abound
In this way the relationship
Is strengthened and cultivated
Good conduct is enforced
And no one’s left feeling hated
In addition we all yearn
To be given a voice
A safe way to encourage this
Is to offer a choice
This book or that one?
Red shirt or blue?
It means mountains to kids
But costs little of you
Then you don’t come across
As leading with oppression
And having gained some control
There’s less need for aggression
Moving on, another strategy
For preventing hostility
Empowers and brings unity
But requires great humility
Get down at their level
Smile and wait for their eyes
Then set aside pride
And invite compromise
Now when you’ve tried your best
But it just wasn’t enough
And now emotions are high
And behaviors are rough
Don’t banish them off
To sulk in isolation
Stay with them
Be patient
Spare them the desolation
Let your words be few
Then once they’ve calmed down
Remind them how much they’re cherished
And wanted around
How nothing they could ever do
Could chage their high inherent worth
It’s no more on their best day
No less on their worst
Just try this and see
As they learn that you care
That with love and security
There’s no more need to despair
Now if you’re worried this is too
Touchy-feely or weird
Let me assure you
You have nothing to fear
This wasn’t dreamed up
In a vacuum or bubble
But through research and practice
With real kids in real trouble
And with patience and grace
And faith that God is redeeming
There’s not a single kid out there
Beyond hope
Help
And healing
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