Often unnoticed the teenagers gathered aimlessly sitting or roaming. With cans of drink and mobile phones few problems as numbers rise! Their lives dwindling on the benches creating their own urban trenches.
Out of control in the attitudes to the world brought up to have it on a plate! The latest technology and clothes on tap is the centre of their lives. Until now as the economy is in a mess but luxuries they still caress!
Adults today afraid to reprimand them as the kids know their rights! Everyone scared to help them in anyway because of child protection laws! And possibly of assault or verbal abuse ways must be found for a truce.
The young are sitting in towns and cities what are they thinking today? Is it only boredom and agitation they feel thinking their misunderstood? Drawn into the seedy side of a civilisation that has lost its humanization!
Gangs running amok with their own rules thinking the police are fools! Rumblings of unilateral dissatisfaction a risk of a fatal reaction!
The Foureyed Poet.
Notices how the young gather around our towns and cities. What are they thinking? The Foureyed Poet.