Writing on the walls,
I don’t blame you my child,
But you will take responsibility.

Too much separation,
Which child wouldn’t be lonely?
Cooperate with us, please hear our cry.

Some leaders of today,
Call us the worse generation,
But yet who do we follow?

They gave you the wax,
You gave us the candle,
And we did light.

Your views on us now,
Nothing acceptable,
In your sight.

You gave us the blessing
I agree we did abuse,
But we can’t be accused on our own.

In respect you are to, to blame.
Setting the pace,
That gave us our name.

Charades of child play,
You too committed a crime,
And it is the cut off line.

Shout to be glorified,
But yet you are nothing,
Nothing at all.

Its election time,
Who am I to choose,
How about both parties?

Or none, none at all.
Until our relationship changes,
I will remain with the few.

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