A cold wind is thrown in my face
as my door opens to an alien space
walking out towards the school at a brisk pace
passing my many who seem to just waste
away turning into something with the intelligence of tuna paste
with a grunt of acknowledgement they pass
more obsessed with the gossip of the stars
than the education that they reject
preferring to turn to drugs as a project
losing any hope for success they may have had
obsessing over the idea of having more swag
this is the generation of the youth
and to say the honest truth
I am ashamed to count myself among them
rather being subject to words of hate and phlegm
that is the punishment for having more than two brain cells
the future is going to go so well
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Non Nobis Tantum Nati
PoetryFor a few years now I have been writing poetry, at first it was just something I did to pass the time and vent emotions that I didn't really have any other way of letting out but over time it has developed into something that I just find myself doin...
