Lost Generation

Lost Generation

A Poem by Sibling
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Random spokenword poem about sumchin

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We are the Lost Generation,
I wonder why they can't find us,
Or why they led us astray
Then say : "the youth of today is so lost".
What if,they are the ones
Who failed to guide us?
What if,in attempts to guard,
They've disguised us - turned us into
What they are...or were?

But how can we be what we are,
When we don't know what we are?
We lose ourselves in the lives of selfish stars;
Who could never help us reach the stars.
So some of us are trapped -
In a space where we don't let the
Light Within us shine through -
Existence in a black hole of reality,
Don't let the gravity grind YOU down,
Please

Prove to the old that youth
Is not wasted on the young.
Let's unite and be one -
Regardless of creed,culture,race or tongue.
This is our time - we own it,
But because we second guess ourselves
There's only a minute chance we'll make the most of it.
Why don't we control it?
But how can we,when we can't even
CONTROL US?

"No,they can't control us,
No,they can't control you.
We can control each other.
We can control each other"

We lack self-control,
As we live life on autopilot.
Cruising along the wrong path,
Taking it further,
Making it harder to find us.
So I suggest we find ourselves,
Soon enough we'll find each other.
Soon enough we'll guide each other -
Because all we seem to do is blind each other.

We can't progress if we keep lying to
And about each other.
If you reality is a lie,
Then you're living as those who have died -
What's the point to your life?
What's the point to the Lost Generation
If we end up as the Last Generation?

© 2014 Sibling


Author's Note

Sibling
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No "they" can't control us.

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Added on December 23, 2013
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Sibling
Sibling

Durban, KwaZulu Natal, South Africa



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