Treasure Island

Neil Adams

(19/01/94 / Belfast)

Modern Society


Children know and see today
That life doesn't have to be this way
They open their eyes and realize
Its not all hate its not all lies

But what you see is what you get
All the sexism, hate and racism bet
But just this way is not for the best
They deserve better lets put it to the test

All the gun and knife fights today
When and why did it start this way
Is the media part of the blame
Or all the role models all the fame

Jealously is a deep but lonely word
But in today's life its all thats heard
All the drugs in this world to stay
Never to leave its just this way

But the world will go on and on
Never to realize that this is wrong
But life is life gotta live with that
And go on and on like society's rat

Submitted: Saturday, March 03, 2012

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