by PAULA
When you’re younger
Nothing seems real.
You don’t know what homicide means.
Your friends don’t sneak out or
Encourage you to steal.
Speed is what you’re after at
recess.
PBS Kids doesn’t speak of love affars.
Crack is the parts of the cement
That break your mommy’s back.
And, back then you never wanted that.
When you thought of cheating
It was at the game of Sorry!
Not on the SAT’s
Or on your high-school sweetheart.
You always hear people saying,
“Enjoy your childhood while it lasts.”
But what happens when it’s
Snatched from your grasp in
The blink of an eye
When you come home to find
Your dad passed out, drunk,
On the couch?
Your mom wiping away her tears
And stifling the cries she
Doesn’t want you to hear?
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