Trying to initiate motivation,
In an adult uninspired.
And believes procrastination is a blessing,
And prized as a talent...
Only the chosen are born not to depart with.
Can be compared to being hired to teach children,
To ignore the use of curse words...
They have heard from their parents since birth.
As their parents make claims,
Their children have been influenced...
By hoodlums who walk the streets,
In their neighborhood.
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