Poem: Getting Back

I've got a lot to say
and while some of it
may come harsh your way
no ill is intended
so let the fences be mended
cause there are things that
need to be said
and things that have to
rest in the bed
because if you're not alive
you're dead
so don't let riches get
to your head
cause these days
man watching
with a piece of lead
and when they shoot
all we see is red
red red wine
but it don't make me
feel fine
cause all the young people
dying
and we crying and crying
and crying
cause we just don't know why
no matter how much we try
they just don't listen
and in this game
they're not winning
but we got plans
to get them back
on track
off the slack
and from the hack
cause without them
there's no future
and we want them
to live till they wearing dentures
that's vivid right
but that's the only way
to get them to the light
and on the right
path
so don't take it harsh
take it real
and make your appeal
to the youth
to get them back
on the right track

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