- Non-Erotic Poetry
- oh america your children
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oh america your children
are troubled and unhappy
because there is no love
at home for your babies.
your children are confused
your children are depressed
their dreams are salty and
fashioned from tragic tears.
mothers fathers of america
where has all the love gone
or are you too busy now
to pay attention anymore.
your children are in pain
cant you hear their cries
surely you must know that
they still love you anyway.
they will someday grow up
fated to repeat the mistakes
theyve been taught to suffer
all their loveless childhoods.
will they not have any time
for their future babies too...
oh america your children are
trying their best not to hurt.
- COMMENTS
YDDabout 20 years agoYou have written a plaintive poem about a common and growing criticism of America and modern society in general.
There is nothing new in your complaint, but that does not mean that it is not worth writing.
It takes many sticks to make a bonfire big enough to drive back the night and it does seem to be getting darker.
Now please write some directions for bringing on the dawn of the new day, - when all babies will be chubby, happy, and well loved.
