Monday, 6 September 2021

Wasted youth

Wonderful as the beauty of Babylon,
finding the strength to carry on,
they say our generation is withdrawn,
because we’re not part of the upper echelon,

Mad because we make our own plans,
not wanting to be stuck in their badlands,
taking our destiny into our own hands,
refusing to meet their unrealistic demands,

They say we are the wasted youth,
but here we are fighting nail and tooth,
knocking it out of the park like babe ruth,
just to discover the lies in their gospel truth,

We disappoint the older generation,
we are the source of their frustration,
our independence fills them with trepidation,
they think defiance is a temporary aberration.

They want us to be mindless sycophants,
to march to sounds of their outdated chants,
but we march to the beat of our own drums,
we'll change the world when the time comes.


-Amy x