Children are taking years <br />Pursuing an education which <br />Defeats their little minds <br />However old they don’t flinch <br />For having taken too long <br />To get through one class <br />This thing must be strong <br />They’re taking PhD’s; no fuss. <br /> <br />And when it gets tough <br />The tough say no more <br />Education is abandoned <br />Like a fetus, aborted. <br /> <br />You’ll see them walking around <br />Much older than themselves <br />And when reality stands its ground <br />Children start having children <br />They smoke and drink <br />And do all that which <br />They ought not to. <br /> <br />Back home <br />Broken dreams <br />Tattered ambitions <br />Desolate lives <br />Greets you <br />O! My people <br />So sad but true.<br /><br />kelvin karani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/back-home/
