Aboard the flight of thoughts,
Swimming in an ocean deep of emotions,
Where pebbles look like treasures of old,
It'll be alright, is the lie that we're told,
As the generation of fools gets celebrated,
And the future gets debated,
By those whose opinions shouldn't count for a penny.
Sadness engulfs the heart deeply,
As every right gets turned to left,
And men with two left legs,
Who cant decide their left from their right,
Starts and spearheads our decision making process,
As though its their birthright to do so.
Shall we sit down and watch this show of shame?
Or shall we do something about it...
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