What Do You See? Poem by Sinclair Azubuike Farrell

I see young warriors riot
Old cowards drawing back frightened
The destruction of the family unit
Hardly anyone
Attempting to break the cycle
To change it

Monday-Friday
I see plenty of suited and booted
High earning professionals
In a city of two faces
Walking past
Homeless beggars
Asking passers by
If they can spare some change

Tony Blair has been re-elected again
Yet I don't see no change
Maybe, I should be more patient

I just see society
Using hooded youths
To pass down the blame

I see dysfunctional single women
Having and raising children
Useless dads
Playing no part in their upbringing
Both of them
Blind to the damage they're causing

What I see, might sound depressing
But this is the madness followed by the sadness
I keep on seeing
What do you see?