I weep for the next generation

Every word that I hear,

Is something mean and unclear.


Every child doing this

Hitting with punches and kicks.


What is going on with them?

Why do they alway pretend?


Is it hard to get along?

We're not going to stay for long.


Come on guys, please don't fight.

Wrong is wrong, right is right.


Why are you smoking and drinking beers?

Ya'll are just my little dears.


I'll close my eyes for now.

Don't want anyone to see my tears, no way, no how.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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