Who Are We

As I walked by I looked into her eyes
There was fear with a questioning look of why
Why was she playing hopscotch with a full set of breast
Why the breast, she was only five

So many problems for such a little one
There was simply no time to have any fun
Her body had filled out far to soon
Why feed her steroids if there isn't any room

Poor little babies with their lives stolen
With what remains it's to be molden
Forced to changed, fit into a pack
You're to young for this and to old for that

Why did they do this, with experimental food
Steroids, for androids in this experimental food
the veggies are chemical meat
the meat is now chemical veggies to eat

It's supposed to be better for us is what they say
But our children are not suppose to grow up this way
Twelve years old he looks like a man
Being judged in ways he doesn't understand

He looks twenty but his mind is five
He should be full of life but he is barely alive
He hasn't lived long enough to learn to appreciate his health
He took two shots in the chest and died welcoming death