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Before It's Too Late

Before It's Too Late

 
I was reminiscing of the times
when the only influencer was
a Hollywood Goddess or a Gladiator 
when times were simple
i'd watch Dirty Dancing
and I'd want to be a dancer 
I'd watch Jeff Bridges and Barbers Streisand
and I'd want to fall in love 
 
now the influencer wants to sell us
skin cream no one’s ever tested on anything
and our children? 
well they want to live and breathe in Cyber world
and who can blame them? 
 
all they see is rich young people
with fast cars and posh handbags
whom by the way are slaves of the public
 
humans have created a trap
which will be the end of arts and imagination
and for what?
to see the dollars, pile high in the cyber bank? 
whilst our children get fat in chairs or even worse bed
with junk food close by, ordered on delivery by an app 
waiting eagerly for more likes, or bully comment?
whilst the company they sell for
are dining off fresh fish, on a yacht in worlds ocean
with not a care or work ethic in mind?  
 
and us? good parents who would do anything to teach our kids
right from wrong
look bad for saying no
some have lost all authority
because they are themselves influenced
into believing it’s all ok?
well it’s not
where does one draw the line?
 
and Roblocks? 
did you know, your ten-year-old can have a virtual lover? 
probably some sick man or woman
needing to feel loved
making arrangements to meet your child
at the park down the road?
pretending to be an eleven-year-old themselves? 
doesn't that just frighten the hell out of you? 
 
do you even check their phone? 
when, are we going to take our authority back?
no child in the world is entitled to privacy
 
we are the Adults
we must keep them safe come rain or shine
isn’t it a privilege to teach our children how to ride a bike?
or roller-skate or search the green outside in the gardens for flowers
well, isn't it? 
so let's take back our lives
and remember it's up to us if we give our children a phone
it’s up to us which type of apps they have?
we are the grown-ups
and trust me they depend on us for safe guidance
 
so please take note…
 
before it's too late.
 

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Rory McGinlay

Save the world Harrison.

I do my best

But mostly just let people knock

Otherwise I hide away 

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Shirley Harrison

I wish I could today's mum and dad's have a lot riding on the future of their own children. It's a dark web world.
🌹 Thank you dear Rory. 🌹 

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Lee Robbins

Brilliantly observant to the woes and cancer of the modern day…and how such modernity has become dangerous to those that shouldn’t know of such things.🌺👍🖊️

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Shirley Harrison

Yes dear Lee, I'm just one opinion with one voice but as I have worked with children for 33 years,  I find it very difficult not to at least show some of the dangers, there are so many. Hopefully if my words help even one parent it will be worth it. Thank you. 🌹

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Hi Shirley, Not just a good eye but a good heart sees the truth. Well written. Cheers. 

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