Voices of Youth


If you keep walking away
and won't stand by us
in our mistakes,
Who's the child here?

Expect us to fail,
Teach us to fail.

You tell me I have a history,
But, it's not in the book.

The past is real.
The past is alive in me.

My actions are a scream.
Doing drugs is a scream.
Hurting folks is a scream.
My silence is a scream.
This mutilation
is but a scratch
compared to what hides
in the sorrow of my eyes.

Was I too much for you?
You did not even look back.
I will do the same.
Look what you started.

Why am I not
A person to you
Now, that I am
A parent too?

When we carry this pain
We make no gain.

We come about to find a gun
in a son's tormented hand.

It's too late to carry on this way.
It's time to start over.

My dream came true:
They talked to me.
Saying: "We are here.
You're world will change."

Expect us to fail.
Teach us to fail.

We might stumble,
But must not fall.
All our ancestors say:
God save us all.