Our Future - by Tina Dent.

Our future is on the streets
Wearing crop tops
And ripped jeans
Saying there's no money to feed
But give em paper and they roll it up with weed

Our future is out back
Filling up its nose with crack
Or is it coke?
Doesn't matter, it wants to get high
On spirits and smoke

Our future is on Facebook
Looking for whom to poke
Cause even if it faces its book
It seems like a waste of paper
And in the end only
Trees suffer

Our future is out at night
by the road
Its body being sold
For things less than gold
Clad in nothing
Hoping for a lil something something

Our future is in no hurry
Giving cause for worry
It is cheating itself
And its not even sorry
While it slowly ruins itself
Our past is in power
Planning on keeping it forever

©Tina Dent
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