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Poetry: Unfortunate events

Teens under attack

Back in the days
when we were school teens
girls fought, no police was called
making them criminals

Fist fight, No weapons involve
so why the drama
giving them records
it's what you did, back in the day

Sign of the times, a bleak existence
a different scene
but still, they are your future
the elderly ones, who care for?

The baby boomers, are in decline
getting ever closer, for their retire
who will be your caretaker, your future
these criminals who liked to fight

When the baby boomers, no longer control
the criminal who blow up schools,
The cat fights with criminal records,
the forgotten trying to make a difference
here our future, is what you see

Our futures they blow up schools
our future they fight for boys
our future smoke, sell the drugs
there, our future, without a future

Critical times hard to deal with are here
frantic moms eyes wide open
children becoming aware
of the attack on teens

Schools everywhere, out of control
fill with a gifted society, no direction

Favoritism, wide spread
no equality as the norm
make turbulent waters of society

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