A CHILD OF THE FUTURE
In the hustle and bustle of modern day living
A place full of greed and much less forgiving
In the back streets and alley's,in dust and decay
A new breed of chid reaches out for the day.
A child of the future,quick witted and sour
His ambition survival,he lives for the hour
Nobodys child with nowhere to run
Allegiance to no one,and a needle for fun.
No one to care if he lives or he die's
No child protection to witness his crie's
If this is our future,then there is'nt much hope
You know what they say if you give enough rope?
Put a price on the misery we leave in this world
Small ragged bundles curled up in the cold
Wheres the compassion,have we no sense of shame!
If we sow fields of sorrow,then expect crops of pain.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-10-06 at 11:57
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