Generational Inheritance:
Thy name is bigotry,
Thy name is zealous fervour,
Thy name is squalor.
Impressionable minds pounded
With the sins of thoughts past,
Extolled as virtues,
Paraded as normalcy,
Presented as proper.
Cry Wolf,
Cry Wolf.
Facade of society faltering,
Falling, crumbling under its
Self-constructed hypocrisy.
Sleeping giants begin to rise,
Lumbering towards the new world
Built upon cracked foundations.
The silence left in their wake
Is deafening.
How ironic. This describes
How ironic. This describes social media perfectly yet through a form of social media you bring these words to others. I hope all who take the time to read this take a moment to reflect on what we've become and where we're going. Apathy is the enemy. Those who would live and die without lifting a finger...
Well written.
Long days and pleasant nights
Diamond
Without thinking either.
Apathy is indeed the enemy. Even more so the hands-off, "not my problem" approach. It's everyone's problem, but if you believe it isn't then things don't get fixed.
Generational inheritance indeed.