The Youth Cried
Pathetic world of the youth has caught us by surprise,
They will do anything now a days just to catch a high
Eating bath salts and incense,
Smoking Salvia they have no sense
Death has been invited into their worldly realm.
Come join the youth of our day with the skeletons that dance,
They bring the booze and the coke as they entrance
Angels and demons torment no more,
All of our kids are on deaths door
Don't let them open it my friends........Don't let them turn the knob.
As we lose our kids to stupidity,
Not to music or TV
It is not out of our control YET,
So don't stand around and start placing your bets
Get off your a*s and help the ones who cry out....you can hear their screams.
"I was like you" but they don't believe,
A parent could be like they were, in need
Their lives falling apart and they are afraid to ask,
All these adults around them seem to wear such un-trusting masks
Stop what you're doing and save that child in need........save that child who
bleeds.
So morals aside and points a top dulled,
Here is what needs to be mulled
Think really hard next time you see a mirror,
Look within it and see their eyes so much clearer
Their lips scream and cry for help as they drown
In a pool of their own silenced sounds,
So make sure you hear the unspoken words and read the unseen signs
For that child could be mine.
Copyright 9-6-2012 Stacy Perry