Fallen Angels

The cherub lies asleep in the cradle in the perfect baby room The parents who sugarcoat society for their children are doomed Tell them fairy tales that are magical and can believe The pusher on the corner is the one in today's world with the magic up his sleeve Scary world to raise a child and teach them to respect others Sitting on the school bus and cut down the poor kid's mother Fifth grade, Julie is gaining weight Brad, her so called boyfriend sealed her childhood fate A strange smell emerges from a boy's toilet stall The door opens, 3 boys exit, the police are waiting in the hall The boys laugh, they are only thirteen so juvee is their next stop Metal detectors at all the doors Guns, knives are taken daily, some kid bullied by a jock, just trying to even the score We as parents, see it from another angle We just can't understand the generation of entitlement is our Fallen Angels