In the hustle and bustle of modern day living <br />A place full of greed and much less forgiving <br />In back streets and alley's, in dust and decay <br />A new breed of child reaches out for the day <br /> <br />A child of the future, quick witted and sour <br />His ambition survival, He lives for the hour <br />Nobodys child with nowhere to run <br />Allegiance to no one, and a needle for fun <br /> <br />No one to care if he lives or he die's <br />No child protection to witness his cries <br />If this is our future, then there isn't much hope <br />You know what they say, if you give enough rope <br /> <br />Put a price on the misery, we leave in this world <br />Small ragged bundles curled up in the cold <br />Wheres the compassion, Have we no sense of shame! <br />If we sow fields of sorrow, then expect crops of pain.<br /><br />Graham Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-child-of-the-future/
