Nineties

Nineties my era not the best era to grow up in

Dysfunctional families all our children left for what

Maybe your father wasn't ready or your mother wasn't steady

We grow up though, we raise ourselves the best way we know how

Forced to mature before we can ever grasp the meaning of life

Finding comfort in our boys or our home girls whose past's are quite similar

Only we think we're the ones who understand what has come

A new generation they say it's out of order

But who's to blame..them or the the ones who taught us

Forced to live in a system who could care less about us, only when we making them big bucks

Slave to the dollar, for the money we all some followers

Reviews

[Mifa]

Good one. I have to disagree with you though, for me, Nineties was the best era to grow up in. But that's besides the point. I enjoyed the poems original tone, just as much as I enjoy the poet's ingenuity in channeling her uninhibited thoughts. Good one, Laytee. Good one.

[Laytee Lannette]

Thank you, everyone's perception is their own as there & that's beauty of seeing things from different perspectives. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[Asante]

Really had to vibe out to this piece, sister. Easily something that myself and many other nineties babies can relate to in some fashion. This was like reading a scripture catered to the youth in these scenarios. Great work, keep it up!

[Laytee Lannette]

Thank you, i'm glad you could relate to my piece. It's a tough reality but we're meant to overcome and turn the lessons of pain into strength brother.

[Asante]

If that ain't the absolute truth, I don't know what the truth is. Bless you, sister.

[The Fallen King]

"Finding comfort in our boys or our home girls whose past's quite similar".
You should add 'are' to your line there.

I like your interpretation of the 90's. Continue to write and share your poems.

[Laytee Lannette]

Thank you, i'll keep that in mind.