Being in Bad Company

This is a poem about naughty teenagers - not about me though.

Was the drugs that did it?
Or might have been the drink?
Rabid dog barked
As the little boy kicked hard
Oh, having so much fun

Thieving was cool
Yeah, Yeah, WE RULE,
Until one of us was caught
'Wasn't me', she said
All looked the other way

Worst thing was
THE OLD LADY
She was so kind and sweet
Then so hurt and tearful
As her handbag fell into our hands

Police arrived
So we lied lied lied
Until no-one knew the truth
Or believed what we'd done
Even us

Time past on
Bad company was more solitary now

Reviews

[Bhavya Kaushik]

oh! This is so sad. These days addiction to drugs, cigarettes, alcohol and premature sex is not at all a rare happening in schools..And you've given a very good message to everyone!
"Time past on
Bad company was more solitary now"- This is really a great way of ending any write like this..

Also, this piece reminded me of my own school days :P :P

But indeed a very creative work..Great going! :)

[youngwriter222]

Sounds like some teens got in some trouble there. But oh well they learned.

Great poem

[R J Askew]

What is real? Does it matter what is real? We believe what we chose to believe. But then solitary comes as a nasty slap. I like the way the bag 'fell into our hands' naughty, naughty bag!

[Jason Nuciola]

o so sad and right

[Sarah]

This is a really creative piece. I love the way it was written almost in dialogue & through the chaotic minds of those troublesome teens. :P I liked the ending too, and how it reflects the idea that crime can only be entertaining for so long. (: Great job!

This is good! I think you have captured the essence of teenagers who get into trouble! Great poem!