Time for Change
A poem against profanity

Four-year-old sister asking the acronym for WTF to her seven-year-old brother;
He thinks for a minute then replied, “I don't know but we use FO at school”
They both watching a cartoon together; A mother pig says BS to her husband pig.
They want to know the acronym for BS.
Brother tried to ask his dad, who just dropped a F-Bomb on his phone call, dint have time to listen to his son.
He tries his luck with mom, who is busy sending a middle finger emoji to her in-laws.
We are the bridge between our generation and the next What are we transferring through the bridge? F-Bombs and SOBs? AHs and FOs?
Kids grow up watching us. Are we responsible? Are we choosing the right words in front of kids?
Profanity became casual Decency is shrinking Some feel dark is better Some feel words have no power; In reality, Every spoken word has a power in it.
By uttering a bad word we are not ruining a person or situation we are ruining a new generation.
© Rajesh Vairapandian 2019
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