Where are the Misters Rogers?
Survival of the Worst
Everywhere I look is a travesty
People disrespecting people
Hate blooming like a field of weeds
Prejudice spreading like a wildfire
Blackened hearts have taken over
Hiding the gold at the bottom of the pile
Never to shine again
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Where are the Misters Rogers?
Where are the Bob Rosses?
Where are the LeVar Burtons?
Where have all the good ones gone?
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Surviving in such a world
Means toughening your skin
Hardening your heart
And not letting anyone else in
But what does this mean
For the people that you love?
For the next generation?
For the future of humanity?
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Where are the Misters Rogers?
Where are the Bob Rosses?
Where are the LeVar Burtons?
Where have all the good ones gone?
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Rot begetting rot
That is all that I can see
Brats turned into presidents
And given power over us all
Tearing apart the future
So only the worse can survive
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Where are the Misters Rogers?
Where are the Bob Rosses?
Where are the LeVar Burtons?
Where have all the good ones gone?
About the Creator
Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
Learn more about me: thewritersscrapbin.com
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