12/02/01

Fun For Teens

Fun for teens

Isn't all the fun

Its seems

Its a recklessness that feeds

Their yearning to be free

Leaving their mind blank

Of all thought and warnings

Those Saturday mornings

All except the love of a party

And having a great time

As they never give a thought

To what can happen next after that crime

Never thinking about drinking and driving

Or even about dying

Never caring as they start off heading home

With their minds in are foggy tomb

They never notice their speeding

But in a flash they're in a crash

Ending up in a hospital insead

Of being home safe in bed

While the police are combing the fields

Searching for the person they just killed

As surgeons use their skills

Their parents are crying

Praying their not dying

All because they were drinking and driving