Don't Blame The Children~Courtesty of Places Of The Heart

Don't Blame
The Children

We read in the papers and hear on the air
of killing and stealing and crime everywhere.
We sigh and we say as we notice the trend
"This young generation - where will it end?"
But can we be sure it's their fault alone-
That maybe a part of it isn't our own?
Are we less guilt who place in their way
Too many things that can lead them astray?
Too much to spend and too much idle time.
Too many movies of passion and crime.
Too many books not fit to be read,
Too much evil in what they hear said.
Too many juke joints and too many bars,
Too many hot rod rattle trap cars,
Too many reasons for children to roam,
and too many parents who don't stay at home.
Kids don't make the movies,
they don't write the books,
That paint a gay picture of gangsters and crooks.
Kids don't make the liquor,
and they don't run the bars.
They don't sell the reefer that addles their brain;
That's all done by older folks greedy for gain.
We're shocked at their morals,
amazed at their crimes,
And grieve that we live in such perilous times,
By the rule of the blameless and Savior made known,
Who is there among us to cast the first stone?
Remember these words,
for oh they're so true,
The label,
"Delinquent"
fits older folks too.

AUTHOR UNKNOWN

If everyone followed you
exactly to the letter
in everything you do
would the world
be a better place?