Expensive Polished Acrylic Nails

No...
I can not blame them at all.
If children today,
Can not write or read.
Lack discipline and have an abscence of respect.
Lay lazily around the house,
Or move from website to website...
With the ease of a mouse.

Nor can I find fault with them...
For not knowing how to wash a dish,
Sweep or mop a floor...
Or know what hangers in their closets,
Are used for.

But skilled I know they are at this...
Smoking pot and drinking alcohol.
And returning home late,
Anytime they wish!

Irresponsible, yes.
And unaccountable too.
Why the attention is placed upon their teachers in schools?
Does not baffle anymore.

Parents and guardians...
And those monitoring dysfunctions,
Are quick to intellectualize...
The causes of anti-social behavior.
And getting paid high salaries for it too!

But somehow,
None of them seem to have a clue...
That common sense has been distant from their theories!

And the finger pointing that they do?
Is not surprisingly being done...
With loud mouths opened.
And hands manicured and expensive...
Waving in the air,
Those spotted and polished acrylic nails!
And THAT is a guarantee.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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