Ice cream in hand Goes the young lad, Careless and carefree. But God forbid It’s taken away, A morbid tragedy: The child screamed Relentlessly, Poor me, Listening To the youngsters Brutality. Spoiled little Self-entitled Machine — An Americanized Teen.
What if life was a dream Where screams Weren’t real, Just made up ordeals? What if you never died, But,