ThereA Poem by Aidan Xander Lacknerjust read it...There’s a war goin’ on… I’m not referring to Wars overseas, Or in third world countries, I mean right here, On our streets where Folks are on their knees, There’s a war goin’ on… See, kids get exposed to crack and dope Everyday at school, We got 12 year olds transporting, Becoming some thug’s mule Because they look up and see guidance, Find a role model And think it’s cool, But maybe it has to do With them going home To a father who’s playing the fool, Not Dropping those jewels and tools used To show the world can be less cruel… See over 50% of fathers, Jump ship early, Forcing young boys To be “the man”, Our little princesses To cook before they can stand, We’re starting families with no plan, Feeding the devil’s appetite soul by soul, Until another neighborhood Becomes a village of the damned… Now I watch the news, The horror stories And one sided opinions, Right there in prime time Aimed right at your children, Like they really need to see all the Bloodshed and killing, Fearful and mourning civilians, Scandalous villains, Extortion and laundering of millions, Isn’t it possible these young minds Absorb like sponges, To become criminally brilliant… In this “beloved country”, The CIA has already trained foreign terrorists, Now our own media filters negativity, Yet they’re classified As specialists, Well where’s an interventionist, I don’t think our government is getting this, We’re letting this Get out of control, Because the next generation Will have to maintain this globe, Put inevitable wars on hold, Refrain from letting nuclear warheads explode, But how can one succeed, If they’re destined for life on parole? The sleeper hold We put them in Is submissive, It damages the part of the brain that's Used to make a choice, So now they grow up with guns Never realizing they had a voice, Gangs, Are like magnets, Protection, Acceptance, Brainless and senseless Yet rendered relentless, And where else does a kid turn When he feels defenseless and, There seems no other answer, Issues keep piling on issues Forming the root Of society’s cancer… And every generation needs to take Some responsibility, That way kids don’t have to say “mom, did you know your cigarettes killing me”, Are ya feeling me? ‘cuz I’m showing how things run downhill, Don’t let pressure get ya, We all have our own free will, And passing poison through the gene pool, Is just as easy as flipping a bill, Might as well just feed your kid That first pill… We’re running in a circular path, There’s no break in the circuit, But we do it blindly ‘Cuz we can’t look in the eyes Of our grandchildren’s children, And say it was worth it, Truth of the matter is Humanity doesn’t deserve it, We’re all blessed with life on this planet So ask yourself, “What can I do to preserve it?” ‘Cuz there’s a war going on out there for real, People are struggling, Fighting for a meal, Forced to rob and steal, Using drugs not to feel, Like life is so surreal They can’t reveal what hurts Just conceal the worst And the picture painted on the outside, Looks ideal We’re dealing with life here, We’re dealing with destiny and fate, Every day we face and feel hate When reality hits And another child is Behind yellow caution tape, Oh, now we’re irate, Now this causes debates Over how we degrade And desecrate, But when do we pull together, To save what we create? Cuz that war out there is real, And it’s burning like the sun, Casting shadows Of a dismal one, So let’s slow our role, Count our blessings, And never forget where we came from, Cuz there’s a war going on… But I’m not gonna end my piece like this, I’m not gonna stand here And pump my fist While you reminisce In a mist Of sadness, And horror… I wanna let you know Solutions are within all of us, Hiding in community centers And after school enrichment programs, They’re embedded in positive music As well as Sharing a joke and a smile, Filtering down How to be versatile When communicating to others, Appreciating mothers brothers and lovers, And how about turning off the you tube, Sharing a hand in hand walk And heart to heart talk With someone you care about… Peace in our communities, Can be achieved when we recognize Our own demise Please, I beg Just open your eyes… Cuz there’s a war going on… © 2017 Aidan Xander Lackner |
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Added on April 5, 2017 Last Updated on April 5, 2017 AuthorAidan Xander LacknerFonthill, niagara, CanadaAboutim 13 years old and i like to write short stories and such more..Writing
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