The generation stood staring down the cannon's barrel, (Pro found us, lost in generation)
oblivious of the already burning fuse - the Con Fused with youth's muse
Standing in line awaiting 'personality handouts' from MedIA's gloat
gluttons seeking more than they unfair share end up celebrated figures (celebb/Caleb)
like most mass produced goods in today's world - shelf life is limited
expiry date comes with increased sales, and the figure's demise fuels the money machine
staged funerals for the sacrifice must be disguised
still it thrives and many ready lost lives for past futures
sutures infested and choIce was just another historical terminology
whose meaning remains a charade, youTH lost in spent memories
child soldiers, hungry babes,disease, seemingly sidelined
marketed for more gain and increased MedIA points
children sold for public CITY
and 3rd world country divisions (1st World? 2nd?)
yet the world remains one . . . do we all suffer?
so feelings point in no direction and lives remain a found illusion
where do youth find themselves when Examples are buttered easily
accounting to none, mourning loss of their spines
sold the people for mines, yes?
Bees buzzed many but few got the honey, funny?
where do youth find a way, when means are used to bait them . .
.. ..
A lost peoples wanting for their Own back, distracted by what they seemingly lack
A lost Culture Amnesiac, from infused imported unrealities, return to the basic
not HIstory, OurStory quells ConFusion - Know yours
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