Sesame Street Gone To Da Hood Poem by Joe Rosochacki

I don’t know what you were you doing when you eight or nine old,
But I was an altar boy, not molested by a priest,
I was playing ball in Hamtramck,
I was into REMCO toys I was told,
I did not see Sesame Street on television rather I watched Soupy Sales,
And saw different monsters as the Martha Washington Theatre at least.
But I didn’t know or care what girls have between their legs,
But how things have changed,
In Acworth Georgia, two kids were arrested, charged with raping a girl,
She was eleven years old; the three boys were, one was eight and two were nine,
The boys dragged her in to a wooded area,
Raped her and left her behind,
The suspects should be tried as adults,
The speculation is still out there,
Young people have to understand that killing and raping are not Romper Room activities,
As far as their parents go, I don’t know, even parents must not care,
Maybe the parents should have to serve the sentence,
Or the justice system seems to lack all credibility.

CAN YOU SAY PATHETIC?

(11-19-2007)