Children (An Acrostic)

AuburnScribbler

Churn bio repetition, stupid is the

Heart, birth those screaming weapons, that

Irritate the chart, which constantly re-writes a

List; where everything’s for them, massaging such

Division, that censors all again, bullish brats do

Ravage, every single road, but they

Escape their justice; when the law is told, thus;

Neonates; are little hates; the future’s looking dim, no-brainer reproductions, makes our faults; our thing!

  • Author: AuburnScribbler (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 26th, 2026 09:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: Now, I know; that I am somewhat known for my "dim view, bad class report" like poetic hot takes on our species, but when I read this one back, this plucked a particular dissonant, yet blatantly obvious, yet; accurately woeful chord. Of course, not all kids are bad, it clearly depends on how they are brought up, and thus; good judicious choices by their parents, who are supposed to be good guides to their little ones, should encourage their children to become judicious in their decisions; in order to blossom in to their own special kind of person. However, sadly for most, it seems to be a putrid case of a lazy, callous cut-copy-paste culture from "ready", but really "unready couples"; generation in; generation out, that perpetuates a much more to be desired conduct of humanity as a species. Thus; all over the place you have "little tearaways" who get away with everything, as such sub-par behaviour has become the norm, not only for the kids but for a moronic multitude of adults too! With this in mind, I give you this thought provoking acrostic poem about these "savage scamps", who really need a good telling off, in order to save the future of our kind! I hope that you take something from this poem, and even enjoy it if you can, particularly if you happen to be a parent, because we really do have to make this thing called life work, by becoming a better species, so that we can treat each other and the planet we call home better. As always, please do stay safe in the madness everyone! P.S. I have just relaised, when you turn the poem on its side, ninety degrees right, it does somewhat resemble either a lollipop, or a rattle, the symbol of the quintessential child.
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  • sorenbarrett

    I think that each generation as they get older take this view. I remember my grandparents talking about my parents who would promptly say time to go. I remember my parents talking about my generation and how the hippie generation wouldn't amount to anything and didn't know anything about making it, my parents having grown up in the depression and gone though WWII. I said it of my generation and they are saying it of my grand children's generation. I used to think it was all an issue of parenting but then with four kids I raised all the same some did better than others and I see the same of other families too. I'm starting to believe that a lot of it is genetic with some parenting issues and latter friends. Good write.

    • AuburnScribbler

      Thanks for the read and for your very illuminating commentary sorenbarrett, it is very much welcomed and appreciated.

      There are certainly some points that I can both relate and are unable to relate to in your above commentary, but on the whole, I most certainly agree with the line of genetics, as no matter how hard we try, we do somewhat become are parents in the end, by inheriting both their physical and mental traits, whether that is a good thing, depends on both the upbringing and certain outlooks on life.

      Thank you again, and I hope that all is well.

      • sorenbarrett

        It is my pleasure and I have to say I am not set on one or the other I believe it is a combination of the two but sometimes stronger on one side than the other. And then sometimes it is just a matter of luck.

      • orchidee

        All generations are the same, I say, including 'the good old times' and 'the bad old times' of each generation.

        • AuburnScribbler

          Thanks for the read and for you kind words orchidee, they are very much appreciated.

          I agree with your statement about the complexity of the makeup of a human, particularly in its balance, good bits and bad bits. However, when I observe the way in which we generally conduct ourselves as a species, it seems that heartwarming lights are constantly overshadowed by a poisonously profitable dire darkness, that has to be addressed very quickly.

          Thanks again, and I hope that all is well.



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