Just through the window look out,
He is circling & thinking lascivious thought,
His prey, innocence,
His desire, destructive…
What you think lewd,
He has gone far beyond,
What you think rude,
He has forgotten its meaning…
Out there in the tree,
Behind the bush,
In the malls,
In school halls…
He plies his wares,
Where the young do congregate,
At their nubile ages they haven’t a clue,
A predator that can take away their very lives,
Is lurking in candy & soda pop,
Yes even parents are guilty of handing over their children…
They call this predator, just a sweet treat,
And it can be totally ignored,
Till that day does arrive,
When the monster shows his face,
That day when the diabolic diabetes creature,
Becomes for us a destructive force that lurks within us…
Starman
Anna
Sorry but Jerry and I agree on this, my wife is a diabetic, and she also can have her sweets in small amounts because she keeps a watch on the rest and we dont deny our grandchildren them either..let them be kids while they can..they will be adults the rest of their lives.
Budd
Sweet are going to be eaten by kids. All of them won't get diabetics. Don't start the children off running in fear of the things they eat, wait until they are in their twenties to start giving them the guilt treatment.