The Cycle
As the world's spinning new lives are beginning.
From young teen moms, who don't know the difference in right from wrong.
The fathers are nowhere to be found and the mothers are never around.
Which effects the child so when their grown, they sell drugs because that's all they've ever known.
Soon they get busted and everyone they trusted disappears.
Eventually time will pass, but their sentence seems to forever last.
Finally they are out! Within time, children of their own are roaming about.
And just as their fathers did, they take off - GONE!
So the cycle goes on..
Copyright © Shealee Williamson | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment