Helpless Poem by Daniel Richards

I sit and watch the tides roll by’
Broken families, a frowned upon brand,
Watching the kids dreaming of the day they grow and fly
Not knowing its all out of their hands

A curse of value, a blessing of mind
Youth of today dream not knowing the boundaries,
Boundaries defended by government sentries
Needing there help but there mind is blind

To grow forever wanting for there’s,
Brings upon them a burden to bare
Heavy weighted but still full of desire
Not knowing they have to climb higher

Looking to MP’s for a helping hand
Looking for a higher plane to place devotion
They’ll find an empty hand
Broken hearted and full of revulsion

Looking elsewhere and become lonely
No longer warm hearted, broken dreams
Decaying fading from there minds slowly,
Reaping rewards of crime,
Mind full of demons and haunting screams

To late to save them you’ve run out of time
Our children now grow expecting
Not of our love or cherished dreams
But anticipate a jail cell
Where of there hardships they will tell

The pleas of help, the sound of tears
Fall on death ears, offering nothing but self-help,
As you celebrate you financial cheers.