Just Kids

in a galaxy not so far far away

a group of 6 kids i guess they could be called a gang

age range from about 5 going up to 8

4 of them were neighbors the other 2 shared the same name

on saturdays and sundays they would gather to play

their favorite game young explorers investigating the cave

where their parents couldn't find them didn't have to behave

the imaginations flying they were just acting their age

all the fighting at home had left need for escape

but they were not alone they had each others embrace

so they vowed to stick together no matter what folly came

weather sun was their endeavor or escape from falling rain

It didn't make a difference as long as they all showed up

they had no plan or mission just ambition for that whole stuck

in their own existence time wasn't moving slow enough

till that fateful day when the conflicts of grown ups

had showed us what happens when civilization blows up

the blast murked everything the surface ever know of

but lucky for the kids they were playing underneath it

thanks to their curiosity they discovered how deep it

goes that whole left six people breathing

on the whole planet no damage shows us the weakness

of bone tissue so misused gone there's no weeping

the innocent live on the rest of the world deceased its

their problem now.

After hours of playing with no sign of regrets

they climbed out of the cave the cave to find their parents silhouettes

painted on the walls this was not expected

but the fact is after all the adults had neglected

they were better off without them they decided and accepted

the fact they we're alone before reality had set in

the oldest of the group his name was tommy he connected

that without his dad and mommy it was he that they respected

but that meant it was up to him to protect them

this responsibility was now on him and it reflected

the way the world was run but this was like a second

chance to advance our species like a next step

lets let anarchy reign in the free world

test it out on this calamity we hurled

into the laps of the youngest generation

who had to adapt to this world they were placed in

tommy did his best to maintain his patience

but children can be fussy when they're hungry and their wasting

away as their leader's only 8 already pacing

back and forth as the last resource was taken

made him wish he was back playing games in

his parents back yard but that world was forsaken

one by one so sick and emaciated

they turned on each other no brotherhood or relation

could keep them from feeding on each other or escaping

the fait that the rest of humanity embraced in

less than a week the last 6 that had lived

killed each other off when instinct kicked in

some would think it fate or simply just how it is

but they cant be blamed cuz hell their just kids.