Time to reflect

It's Time to reflect.
Time for respect.
Create an effect.
The place I'm from is wrecked.

17 Year-Old Boys Joyride.
Display their Car online with Pride.
Drive on the other side.
And a Handbrake Turn slide.

The Football Team.
Once the stuff of Dreams.
Now just brawls and fights.
The boys aren't right.

Time is precious.
Loss of money is infectious.
All I need is a Job.
Used like a Cornless Cob.

Will the Lord save us?
My Poem is now in Vegas.
I'm hoping for some Money.
To ease off all my worries.

I'm a new young rhymer.
From the land of Heaney.
Looking for a life.
With a sense of meaning.

Now it's time to consider.
It's time to reflect.
To be a brand new people.
Not some cultural sect.