The team at Central Complaints and Review Unit. (Get rid of these cockroaches too, how can someone on 100 000 a year have a clue about what is going on in disadvantaged impoverished family. You can all jump in your four wheel drive wagons and get lost. I will light a candle for my little boy.

You can tell Ms Kokaev to f*** off and lose my number. If you want to be rude to me, I will be rude to you. My Solicitors Name is Sandra Sinclair. She is out for blood, but noone more than I.

At the top is where your putrid rotting evil regime starts. I have rung your bullshit line probably more than anyone in the history of child safety, and the commission for children, and the police, and lifeline, and centacare, and ATODS, your "unification team leader, visit supervisers."

You tossed my little baby into hell. Scratches on his face and two days later, more scratches on his penis. Three days later he is left for six hours, to die. To die because a bullied old woman who didn't have room for my boy, had my little angel forced upon her. Was she turning a blind eye to what was happening to my little boy. Scratches come from girls, there was a nine year old girl in the house, with nails obviously. Funny thing is she is the only witness to what happened that killed my little boy isnt she.

Now another question. Who ignored my calls, another one of your big titled overpaid underwent...No less than the head of your grotty little organisation in Cairns. You all have to go.

I will do everything possible to close down this operation of sadistic family torture. How could people sit there every week and see how much we loved each other, and drive away with him, again and again for six months.

I have three demands.
1. I am head of child safety N.Q.

2. An option to take on a foster child. An admittance that I was a good father, who loved his son, never abused his son.

I was involved in reports of not abuse, but confrontation of a heavily intoxicated vindictive woman. The day you took him away, the film of me and luke playing piano. I insisted that Peggy let me ride in the car to take him to his mother, as he was terrified of leaving my side. At the top of the website, as soon as that woman took him i rang every private investigator in the phone book. I rang the Minister of Child Safety's office on that afternoon, and that...Is where I got your stupid...Department of Child Safety complaints phone number.

How many thousands of calls do you turn a deaf ear to. It is time to come clean. This is not a competition, there are no winners in my son's case.

When you have faults, do not fear to abandon them.

3. Change no. 1 to putting me in charge of Child Safety complaints. They have got their head up their ass further than the idiot that sent me this letter.

That's right, time to call in the federal police. 63 children dying last year under the watch of DoCS. My child this year. The highest rate of death for any age group is under four.

HERE IS MY CONTRIBUTION TO THE CITIZENS AGAINST DOCS GROUP.

I LOVE YOU LUKEY.