Generation of amnesia

We are the ever present reminder of a false hope and falser dreams.

Driven by a generation with less information but greater means.
Mislead and misinformed by a culture of crooks,
That if caught in corruption, just re-write the books.
A generation of amnesia. What are we still on our knees for?
To pave roads for riches and power no-one has seen before?
A youth of talent wasted in alcohol by the litres.

A mindset on the now, not learning from past demeanors.

An era of thinkers out spoken by the drinkers.

An era of Llamas, sick to death of their farmers.

Lead blind into battle for a profit driven system,

Whos boundaries, when exceeded, can just keep getting lifted.

To eventually burst the bubble, or the problem they created

And provide lawful solutions involving stricter behaviours.

A way must be sought and fought for not just our forefathers,

But for us, the next inline, to guide our kin away from darkness.

Towards truth and light, the only good substance for our soul

And educate a generation who wont pride themselves on gold.

We are not constant, so we are not sure.
But we are all one, so what are we fighting for?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Failed high school english. First poem in 7 years. Rusty on the vocab but the heart was there haha. Just trying to help America and the world wake up. Emphasis on America though. The world needs you guys to wake up really soon and unite like you should.

Much love from New Zealand. Peace