Repeat - Poem by David Gibbs
Life is given,
One small child,
Born to a world corrupt and wild.
How long then?
For the first fist to fly,
To stick in the boot, just to survive.
Get them home early,
Out of the dark,
For muggers and rapists are out in the park.
And what about school?
A safe place to be?
There's a bloke at the gate selling cheap fags and 'E'
The teenage years,
The gulf between you widens for both.
Don't be disheartened,
Or full of dismay,
For weren't you the same once, as they are today?
Wasn't it you?
Who used to smoke fags,
Behind the bike sheds with the rest of the lads.
Didn't you used to,
Stay out till dark?
Swear in the street and light fires in the park.
As you are now,
They soon will be,
A mortgage + kids = responsibility.
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