It First Starts In The Home

Then here comes a little boy,
He was the first one to arrive.
Wanting some attention from his father,
But, Dad seems to want to hide.

Seeking warmth from his mother,
When she’s always on the phone too!
Life is so important at that age,
Trying to find something to do.

Who does he turn to?
When there’s no clear path.
There’s nothing in the policy,
To show him how to do the math.

Things do change eventually,
Even a lack of respect.
Feeling that no one cares about you.
If they do, they haven’t yet!

They don’t ask, where are you going?
They don’t when you step out?
Why isn’t anyone able to teach you,
What’s this life’s all about?

As long as you won’t be in their way,
Life can be very sweet,
They say, that you got to be tough,
In order to survive in the streets.

Many times we watch the news,
To tell you what’s going on.
You hear about all the drama,
But, not the ones in your home.

We quickly ignore the little voices,
As we vape, smoke, or drink.
Life has plenty of choices,
But, we chose not to think.

We blame society and the drug dealers,
About the problem we have today.
They will always be there,
You got to learn how to stay away.

He comes home when he wants,
Even if it’s late at night.
He doesn’t even have a job,
I guess that’s alright?

You keep asking yourself,
As a parent, where did I go wrong?
How can we fix the problem?
It first starts in the home.

The end
By: Tony Orlando Little