Dear World
A poem about the state of our children
Dear World,
Yesterday my neighbor's 4-year-old granddaughter came by
She stood on the sidewalk when I was at the car
She said "Hey Old Lady, Old Lady" are they here?
She was asking about my grandchildren and I shook my head no
I would never have even considered talking to an adult that way
You have changed World
My family members who work in education and mental health
Tell me that children talk back and curse
That never used to be
If I had corrected that child her grandmother
May have come looking for a fight
Or she might have pulled out a gun
Two days ago a few miles away someone shot a woman
And her 7-year-old twin sons over a bicycle
Children are running the schools instead of adults
Children are allowed to make major life decisions
Before they are 18 and that did not use to be
Dear World, you are not a happy place anymore
When little kids disrespect adults and teachers
lose their jobs for administering discipline
Now children shoot teachers because
no one can tell them right from wrong
What is going to become of us all?
Sincerely,
Cheryl E Preston
About the Creator
Cheryl E Preston
Cheryl enjoys writing about current events, soap spoilers and baby boomer nostalgia. Tips are greatly appreciated.

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