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