Snorting White Snow, the First Snow

Snorting white snow Is best done with a dollar bill No not talkin' about coke But the innocent times children saw what we have lost They laughed with the angels Over the naive imps vying for their preteen souls Played without limits while our flags waved colors we disapprove of Shootin' up sunshine is easy when their smile is the reason we look up And notice this world can't be frozen all the time But while we shiver from neglect Watch the little ones snort the pure and keep it that way Creation by their tiny hands is what this world will evolve into Pretty soon, our selfishness will allow their white snow to Turn clumsily into glaciers, that will hopefully be chiseled into manners The same manners that allow sirens to sound in quiet hours When babies must sleep nestled under a teat Manners that will use sex as a weapon and hold P.O.W's Manners that will really turn white snow into white blow Powder your noses, the truth is always ugly in the wrong light