Poems From The Lost

Our Generation 2

Technology is booming,
While brain cells are zooming.
Young girls are on street corners for money,
While older men call them honey.
People are out being declared winners,
While their friends are out being whiners.
The rich are enjoying their riches,
While the poor are digging their ditches.
Twelve year olds are twerking,
While eighteen year olds are hardly working.
Kids are getting high
And their grades are getting lower.
As technology advances,
One's own mentality is getting slower.
How can you expect to have success,
If you can't do any progress.