A Future Vision When No Future We See
by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
A youth, ranks of alcoholics
Tomorrows aged, will enjoy recreational narcotics
If today's youth tomorrows aged will be
What kind of world will I live to see?
Granny's dislocating hips
Dancing to trance music on cruise ships
Getting down and dirty with the crew
Oh, what with them will we do?
Oh, no future can I see at all
Back to the monkey we will fall
But if that regress we do
Well enjoy the fun of life too!!!
And maybe our grandchildren will rebel
By preaching to us of repentance and tell
And well shake our grey heads, and hold out little hope
Saying the world with the youth is on a downward slope!
Posted on 08/28/2010
Copyright © 2024 Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
|Member Comments on this Poem
|Posted by Charlie Morgan on 08/28/10 at 03:55 PM
...thomas. i danced thru your assmennt o' man, i was a chorus...a wonderful write...it had a pulse!
|Posted by Joe Cramer on 08/30/10 at 04:18 PM
... well done... welcome to Pathetic.....