Some As Young As Five

They tumble out of cars That are booming with sound We teachers know they live in houses Where they cannot think Some as young as five They fall asleep at their desks Before lunch and we cannot wake them Because their brother had video games glowing all night So they could not sleep Some as young as five We teachers can barely stand the noise As their parents pull up to pick them up After they have had a trying day at school Trying to adjust to silence which they do not understand Trying to fill it with all the noise they can And getting in trouble for it We ask the parents what time their bed time is The parents say seven o’clock We do not stay at the car long Because we cannot bear the blasting from their radios Which they do not seem to hear This does not bother us half as much As them not seeing their children Who are five and have no voice