It Is Not My Fault
Dream a little dream children of yesterday
The world was open wide for all to claim
It was ours for the taking
All we had to do was wait
Wait to grow up
Come into our own
As I look around now I ask myself
Where has it gone?
Where are the promises that my parents made
Why is everything so expensive today?
This was not my doing
The fault of my parents alone
Why must I suffer for their folly's
While they sit back and grow old
If it is this bad now what of my children's fates
What must they do simply to try to make in the world at some later date
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