Bad Seed
** This poem is dedicated**
To the families and kin
Who struggle to stay afloat
******In this world of sin******
Nobody cares about him
He's a troubled teen
Just throw him in confinement
Throw away the key
Rehab not necessary
He's just a troubled teen
It does not matter
That he comes from a broken home
That he has no food to eat
Just a bad seed
Growing old in the cold city streets
Jared Pickett.....:JP]
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