Neglect’s Grim Fallout

No higher purpose did you teach

For which we should try to reach

Than to enjoy, to have great fun,

And good grades in class to be won.

Only to do this much did you care

For your role as parent to prepare

Us to enter the wide waiting world

Into which soon we were hurled.

Is it, then, at all any great surprise

That many of us fell and failed to rise,

And others didn’t bloom as they could,

Being badly maimed, stunted for good,

Since though much to us you did provide,

You neglected your task to be our guide.

Your intentions were good, no doubt,

But see your neglect’s grim fallout!