A world where screens are dim and eyes are bright,
Where children leave the "brain rot" for the light.
No longer lost in "odd" and hollow trends,
But finding joy in books and real-life friends.
I dream of Gen-Z parents, wise and true,
Who guide their young in all they say and do.
They’ll choose a name that rings with classic grace,
Not serial numbers for a digital space.
For school-bound kids, they’ll build a solid home,
With steady hearts, no matter where they roam.
I see the future: lawyers, doctors, peers,
And expert hands of bold new engineers.
They’ll solve the puzzles, face the hardest tasks,
With keenest minds, not AI-powered masks.
No need for ChatGPT to find the way,
Their own bright thoughts will carry through the day.
A bridge of hope where generations meet,
Where Millennial and Gen-Z paths are sweet.
Both side by side, with care and love the same,
To raise a world that’s worthy of its name.
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 4:04 PM UTC
A world where screens are dim and eyes are bright,
Where children leave the "brain rot" for the light.
No longer lost in "odd" and hollow trends,
But finding joy in books and real-life friends.
I dream of Gen-Z parents, wise and true,
Who guide their young in all they say and do.
They’ll choose a name that rings with classic grace,
Not serial numbers for a digital space.
For school-bound kids, they’ll build a solid home,
With steady hearts, no matter where they roam.
I see the future: lawyers, doctors, peers,
And expert hands of bold new engineers.
They’ll solve the puzzles, face the hardest tasks,
With keenest minds, not AI-powered masks.
No need for ChatGPT to find the way,
Their own bright thoughts will carry through the day.
A bridge of hope where generations meet,
Where Millennial and Gen-Z paths are sweet.
Both side by side, with care and love the same,
To raise a world that’s worthy of its name.
My dream
