Out Cry

There stands our beloved future generation.
Looking like lazy proud peacocks
with their hair all 'weirded out'
And their attire fierce and colourful.

With girls dressed like boys, kissing one another.
They get off and high,
selling themselves up short on eBay.
where as in the 70's it was free love,
Richard Nixon and war in the middle east.

Today it is; who you can fuck, George Bush
and still war in the middle east!
What have we taught our future generation?
About our struggles and the wars we have faught in the past.

Atleast back then there were strong morals,
teaching girls to cross their legs.
Now it is a competition to see how early you can get them to part.
Let's not forget the fatherless boys,
who take them to bed, to later break their heart.

The tragedy of their future is that they are lost today.
Tongue pierced and fleshed flayed,
to set standards of 'coolness'.
Outrageously priced out clothes worn for a day,
what foolishness!

Their vocabulaire well versed and extraordinaire than before.
Still they manage to use the same words over again, 'like':
'way', 'true', 'whatever' and 'duh!'

Their out cry is heard and seen through,
YouTube and Skype.
Their army amassed through,
MySpace and Twitter.
Their battle fields are fought through,
Web forums and blogs.
And who can forget their favorite form of communication through,
MSN msgers and text msging.

Their pledges and legistration clasped
in the hands of modern technology.
Wrinten terribly in their foreign language: 'C'ya l8tr & Gbye4n!'
They download illegally and binge drink profusedly.

Where are our future generation heading too, I resite!
It can be found on Wikipedia and on Google's website.