Respect For Nothing

Standing on the street corners with nothing to do,
Spitting, shouting, smoking whilst drinking taboo,
No money but wishing and pouncing fags,
People assume they the sporn of the council estate hags,
Crack heads, Scag heads everyones opinion,
People know nothing they only just seen them,
But what lies within the true soul you ask,
Many dreams and ambition but scarred of rejection under their dark mask,
Lots kids who speak out in blasphomy to saviour attention,
Tried it at school, ended in dismissal or suspension,
Everything costs money and these kids are so bored,
Retailers brought out computers not something these kids can afford,
But now people moan about this technology being sold,
Kids play too much? The arguments are getting old!
You mock these kids, does it make you feel better?
Explain it to parliament and put it in your snobby little letter,
How can they learn morals when you have opinionated them?
How can they respect society when society don't respect them?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
June 17, 2011 at 5:43 PM
You hit the nail on the head and sorry to say, I can't see it getting better. A great write on our sad condition.
Dietrich Avatar
April 29, 2011 at 3:22 PM
Society has become sick and government corrupt. A sad state of affairs. And nobody is how they really seem. Many people like those you describe here have much potential if only they had the possibility of hope!
Maverick Avatar
April 29, 2011 at 12:15 PM
Yes Claire, i believe in order to get good into in society you must give people the benefit of hope! and some encouragement and from good. Good will start to grow!
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