Our Fault Too


We read in the papers and hear on the air
Of killing and stealing and crime everywhere.
We sign and we say as we notice this trend
This young generation – oh, where will it end?
But can we be sure it’s their fault alone,
That maybe a part of it isn’t our own.
Too much money too spend, too much idle time,
Too many movies of passion and crime,
Too many books that are not fit to be read,
Too much evil in what they hear said.
Too many children encouraged to roam,
But too many parents who won’t stay at home.
Kids don’t make the movies and they don’t write the books,
That paint a gay picture of gangsters and crooks.
They don’t make the liquor and they don’t run the bars.
They don’t make the laws and they don’t buy the cars.
Now kids don’t make the drugs that addle the brain.
That’s all done by older folks greedy for gain.
By the rule of the blameless, The Good Book make known,
Who is there among us who would cast the first stone?
For in how many cases we find that it’s true,
That the label, “delinquent,” fits us older folks, too.

(The above material appeared in the Texico Trumpet.)

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