On Time Poem by Ethan Wilson

Well son come here and let me tell
Tell of a time when men were great
Not those that walk around in suits at the sound of the bell
But those who had nothing but a family and a clean slate

Come here son I'll tell you of a time
When women were happy with what they had
Not those that take pills and be ashamed so that they hide
But those that found the nice young husband who was a worthy lad

I miss these times my son tell me of yours
Tell me have your people changed for good or worse?
What has changed with what they break is it principles or laws?
Well my son you tell me if you believe your generation is on the right course