Inside me there's a longing
A desire to change nations
I don't call it a dream job
I call it an inspiration.
Born in poverty and abandoned in Europe
I knew early on the sting of neglect.
They call it "orphan."
I call it alone.
Finally, I was chosen, given the miracle of love,
Finally, I was wanted, I had more than enough.
When we receive a gift so magnifcent as a father and a mother
One cannot help but think of the others.
The other alone ones, the children that are no one's children.
And so, within me arose
A need to fight for the orphan, the unwanted, the outcast
A fierce need to protect, to cherish, to redeem the past
With the hope of a future.
My dream to is to carry children to their families,
To search this endless planet for parents for every forgotten child,
To be a voice for the voiceless, because someone spoke up for me.