Too late,
Young worlds once hailed the antichrist
They lacked the wisdom of the Elders.
Hopelessness grew with the nine o'clock news,
A sense of loss engulfed us all
As young minds absorbed their own sorrow.
In denial, they turned away from reporters,
Ignoring prophets' warnings so earnestly shared.
Promises of youth now wilted like flowers,
Overwhelmed by depression, prejudice, and despair,
Ignorance reaping its harvest, foolishness prevailing.
Excuses abound for the impending end,
Armageddon looms ever closer, a palpable dread.
Those in power claimed education as the key,
Yet young worlds remain oblivious
To the truth that life and wealth elude man's currency.
Youthful souls trapped behind a glass facade,
Enslaved by the pressures of socializing,
The fear of loneliness infecting their minds like a virus.
The privileged dictate what is just and fair,
Defining good and evil to keep young worlds in check,
But the cycle remains unbroken, perpetuating injustice.
Amidst the clamor for gender equality they proclaim,
The clock relentlessly ticks, time slipping away,
While our guiding force watches from above.