A Child’s Tragedy

Children living in urban war zones,
Too complacent to be complainants,
Cultivated into a culture where killing is common.
Not given an option to use their mind as a sword,
Living a life heavily protected by body armor.
Our future heroes are being hunted,
Stalked and slaughtered like prey.
Not even slightly aware they deserve better,
Cause they started life out this way.
We’ve replaced our youth’s books with babies,
Taken their literature and given them live ammunition.
And as much as it hurts, its hard to blame them for their dastardly deeds because we’ve placed them in these positions.
Each time a kid’s cut down, we complain, cry, and sing the blues,
Only to continue the next day despite life’s harsh reality,
Until the next time we hear about it on the news.
We expect them to raise themselves,
Become men and women of valor without giving them values.
We rely on teachers to discipline and impart wisdom,
Instead of parenting them ourselves.
Not equipping them with life skills and legacies,
Just hoping they do the best with the hand they’re dealt.
What we fail to realize is,
its imperative that knowledge is inherited,
That we continue to give our children a chance to choose.
Instead of being comfortable living in a society that keeps graveyards and prisons in business,
But doesn’t have a problem closing down our schools.