Wrong Turns

On your own child, all alone child, don't be scared,
no one cared.

Sad boy, very bad boy, drink some liquor,
grow up quicker.

Teen kid, you're a mean kid, take his money,
you'll find it funny.

Weird man, you'll be feared man, take that knife,
end his life.

Ill gramps, take your pill gramps, in your cell,
a living hell.

Dead now, in your bed now, no one came,
you're to blame.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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April 2, 2009 at 6:15 PM
Profound observations in a very compelling poem, Pawlu! Without love or care, our lives are so empty.
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