She is no Angel so you say,  She's just a teenager, lock her up and cast her away. For she is a waste of society. Who could of raised her to be this way? What kind of parent, I over heard you say? Your right! She is no Angel, by no means, she is a teenager and she has a name. Angel the next time you speak of she!

Church was her upbringing. We are the family that sits in the pew behind yours.

Society and T.V. have a lot to blame. Incase you didn't know it, your perfect little Johnny, got caught skipping school. I know because, my Angel was with him and got caught too!  Johnny, didn't turn out to be so perfect now you see. and my Teenage Angel, not so sweet.

We, must pray for out teenagers, and all other parents going through the same thing. Tough love, and prayers to lead them. We must sit and talk to them, and by all means try to understand them. Maybe they will listen, If not they may get locked up, run away, commit suicide or instead end up dead, and we'll be crying over there grave.

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I love your poem that you wrote. You worked hard to get it down. I can tell it came from your heart, with your up most deepest thoughts.  Some are happy, and some are sad, some are about this world or people that make you mad.  Some can make you cry, and some can tickle you deep inside. Some can give you courage or  hope and some can make you feel alive.  Some are really good and some need a little more work.

I love your poem, you put on here, and so glad that you shared. I know you really care that's why you are here. I know you want all to notice when they scroll by to read.

I know you want others feedback, and great critics reviews, wouldn't you agree ?

May you make a few friend, and learn from others poets,  go ahead pick up the pen or get typing, go for it my friend.   

I love your poem, your soul is on fire, write more get noticed promote your  hearts desire. I love your poem, and I seen, but have you seen mine? I'm on here too. I'm just a

amateur writer unlike some of you, but my heart and passion is on fire too.

Oh, Elvis our first meet would be so sweet, Only if I can get it together to walk with my own two feet. A slow embrace, as I try to look upon your face, with A shy hello and a

innocent kiss upon your cheek.

Oh, Elvis this would be a fantasy greet, I could only imagine what this could be, I could only imagine you here with me. My body would shake, my mind would rattle and my stomach would roll. Seems your the king who could date a queen instead you have chosen me .

Today, we shell wine and dine, take a stroll, hit the casino or rest far away upon the shore. I could only imagine how far this will go but, it's our day to do what we dare, so here we go. We will be singing, dancing and playing under the sun, although romance sits in as the evening comes, Under the stars with my king and me willing to be your queen.I can only imagine you wanting me as you bring me closer, I realize this is more then our meet and greet. I feel you pulling me closer, as your sweet lips embrace mine. I whisper in your ear love me tender and I'll be your teddy bear. I could only imagine you and me. I could only imagine if only this wasn't a dream.

Oh, Elvis our first meet would be so sweet, Only if I can get it together to walk with my own two feet. A slow embrace as I try to look upon your face with A shy hello and innocent kiss upon your cheek. Oh, Elvis this would be a fantasy greet, I could only Imagine if this could be. I could only imagine you here with me. My body would shake, my mind would rattle and my stomach would roll. Seems your the king who cold date a queen instead you have chosen me. Today we shall wine and dine, take a stroll, hit the casino or rest far away upon the shore. I could only imagine how far this will go but it's our day to do what we dare, So here we go. We will be singing ,dancing and playing under the sun, although romance sits in as the evening comes, under the stars with my king and me willing to be your queen.

I can only imagine you wanting me as you bring me closer I realize this is more then our meet and greet. I feel you pulling me closer, as your sweet lips embrace mine. I whisper in your ear love me tender and I'll be your teddy bear. I could only Imagine you and me . I could only imagine if only this wasn't a dream.

Committing Murder is all over the streets, It use to be less heard of but it's became an every day reality. I read it in the papers, I see it on T.V,  I even see it when people are on the internet. typing a tweet. To commit murder a man must be  insane, but to prove a man did it is just a guessing game.  Remember when the rough , scary  ugly man was to blame ?  Not, any more, It could be your kid or the kid next door. Maybe A Priest or the Police, Maybe your family or your grandma's care giver, It could be you, or you could think it's me.  Today life is scary and you don't feel safe so many have started carrying a gun and some maze. Many stay at home and are still afraid.  Locking your doors  and cameras  installed, emergency button are all  great, but be careful who you let in  because you just might be the next murder case.