Being Driven Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being Driven



Negligent parents abound, children run around wild, no discipline
to speak of.
Tiny, tender hearts being ignored and left to their own devices,
trying to live by copying others and their behaviors.
They end up not amounting to much, because they haven't been
taught morals or ethics by anyone.
Learning nothing, being driven down pathways of ignorance, just
like their own parents have been and taught them to be.

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