Extinct Childhood Somewhere a child is crying
Somewhere a child is dying
They can't continue to live and laugh
In a world where life is a game of chance
A two month old died last night
All because his daddy was stressed and high
A little girl was her parents' punching bag
Now she's lying in a body bag.
One little thirteen month old
Was a victim of her mom's overdose.
I know these children and so many more
Made it to heaven's doors.
They were God's gift to us
But like everything else he's given us
We chose to use and abuse.
Not only is our wildlife becoming extinct,
From man's disrespect and misuse,
But our children's childhood
is becoming extinct.
Because of a "lost" society's
discontent and abuse.
Poem by Geri
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