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
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