Pity for the younger generation of this period,
A few that characters are pandemic for the whole.
Look at how knowledge is being spoon fed,
Overtaken by fear of failures and embarrassment,
They never dared to outbreak from the comfort bubbles.
They would prefer okay for the best,
worst is for nothing.
I don't even know how it will work,
perhaps I'll hold onto the virtue of patience,
hopeful for the betterment.
But now,
it's painful to see them,
rotting in the same place,
slowly dying from their own poison.
Shielding themselves away
from any approach.