As parents we should understand our mission;
To create a generation or make a monsterous nation.
We should never abandon our future
To the wolves that pretends to nurture;
But poison, abuse, puncture and torture.

The society; the natives of the street,
The self righteous shelled up entity in our midst,
Poisoning the helpless needy with myths to be worthless
And like a viper turns back to disclose its essence.
Under the bridge are they sentence,
Sufferingly enduring having six sense
Stinging the society with careless hatred.
We made these monsters, to tame is useless.

The political elite; saviours of the street.
Serving with intoxicating myths deadly and sweet,
Killing their homely future as their heads in space.
Corrupt economy loafers with their suckling filaments for more.
Monsterous puppets empowered with the fame to torment their foes.