life

life after death wouldnt be the same

little kids in the park shoots hoops

and thing playing hop scoots

and other double duct riding 

bikes and roller skates 

being all they can now and days kids wont be 

kids now they want to be grow 

when they want it crazy how every thing change kids was kid back in the days 

now they want to be the parent it a shame i wish for the old day again 

for sure all these kids do is play video game and yell and do things that kids shoul do 

life is long life is short live your life

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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