I was really angry when I wrote this and I guess it's pretty apparent. Yes, I rant though poems...I'm angsty like that.
But do note that it's meant to be satirical and it's not to be taken seriously. It's aimed at someone specific and I do not hate all Baby Boomers. Just the person it's aimed at. Also I'm trying not to offend anyone and if do, just know that it isn't intentional. It's a rant and it's my angry thoughts.
So yeah.
Originally posted on 'Musings Of A Weirdo'. Check it out on the blog, in the external link.
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Dear Baby Boomers,
One second of our lives spared
Is akin to an agony of great bearings
Pay no attention to the burdens
Nor to the hurdles that bear us down
Because pause buttons don't exist here
We only come with fast forwards
Scalding pressures rest on our shoulders
But don't worry, everybody ignores them
Where everything happens in a blink
Who ever gives a damn for the simple pleasures?
Go virtual; it's the new 'in club'
Hardly anything is real anymore
No one has the time to 'stop and stare'
So please, stop preaching the unbelievable
None can do, fellow inhabitants
Life must not be paused; it must go on
Yours Truly,
The Millennials of this World
(PS: Your relevance in this world is
-un-questionable.)
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