My generation was to fling it all away
Pick it up from our homes,
Collect it from our classrooms,
Every filth there was,
We were to burn it up
Leave no trace
Light a fire
Mark the mistakes
The previous generations made
They invented the nuclear bomb,didn’t they?
They watched as Japan erupted in flames
They couldn’t stop Vietnam
Their silence bought by statistics
Or just plain indifference.
I judged them,
Like any child would,
Judged them harshly some might say
So sure that we wouldn’t go their way
So sure that we would have some sense
If not sense, than a bit of good blood
Running in our veins
That money alone
Wouldn’t steer our life
That we wouldn’t do drugs
Just because everyone else did
Wouldn’t pick up fights
Just because it was cool
That just because we had it good
Doesn’t mean we stop working hard
Because talent alone can’t get you far
I thought we would say no to war
That we wouldn’t let little girls get raped
At least agitate, disagree
Do our part.
Not squander away our lives
In front of television and computer screens
Perhaps speak a few kind words
To the old man who sits alone in the park
Not stand aside when the bully hits a child
Not let someone be unfairly punished
Not let communal riots
Take deep root in our hearts.
Or am I asking too much?
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