Life is flying, crawling, running
Life is swimming, pumping joy
Life’s becoming plain and simple
So Millennials can enjoy.
Implementing the eternal
Which is cruel, tough and mean
For Millenials will be lethal
And will wipe them out clean.
So the Mother Nature thinking
To ease the laws that used most
Or unthinkable will happen
And generation will be lost.
And like a preschool teacher smiling
Life is looking at you guys
Hidden all the sharp things from you
Even death is looking nice.
But then it thinks wait a minute
Adjusting to ignorance?
It turns out they are winning
Lack of knowledge, better chance?
educated to be anything and everything
struggled for real to be only nothing
encouraged to keep believing and fighting
only losers quit and winners strong
fear to know
fear to see
fear of rejection
fear of fear
rejects instead own true crying self
renews empty prideful boasts
life, always fighting, winning's everything
lose or die
so death is the light
life not marred by failures
soul silenced into meaninglessness
suicide a most welcomed relief
one slit ..
t h e
angst and despair
boldly masked boasts
leaps into the abyss
secret rituals calm unseen fears
scarred and betrayed
truths turned to thorns
bloodied, drown and broken
yet free, always choosing
losers quit, winners dance
feet nimble as the wind
music changing unknown
love grows cold
sun grows hotter
oppressed bleed silently
yet love saves
The answer is not
To lose one’s self in the wondrous thought
Or to throw precaution the wind
One answer which will travel much farther
Is to simply do
Whatever it is
That which you can
A blurb about something I learned long ago. Saying isn't doing. Declaring you will or would if you could, isn't doing. Life waits for noone who hides behind a when.
we were millennial lovers
spending too much time drinking coffee
always talking through our phones
sharing ear buds with strangers
and standing up for things
we barely understand
I soar with the zephyrs on a daily basis
Will I ever reach the stars?
At the very least I can spend a day with the clouds I envy so much
and be thankful to see my kin rising to the ozone
We are a generation of generating art rather than splitting the world apart
We can find a plant called hope in a desert with no seeds
We need to add ourselves to one another and witness what higher numbers can achieve.
I mean this world isn’t just in our hands.
Its secrets are deeper, written in our palms
So I pray that when you hold one another
the truths of this world speak
whispering "Us, not I"
among other things
that make you welcome love as if it were a long, lost friend.
ive seen the world all people same
we love we fear, deprived, insane
absolute mass and no division for the HQ supervision
we are Trialed in side by solicitude at night
superiority of those that are biting in our nose
medicating under-eighteen that appear so differently
and thus don't reap the boredom we are destined to live through
im sorry that I'm different
and I'm sorry that I speak
for the nation of the flowers
all fragile but not weak
A call out to generation X
This Gen Z Kid..
This teen of mine..
This Young Man I'm reminded..He's my final Son.
This fast growing radiant dark horse
runnin around under the blaze of the hot sun.
Now He's grown into this tall knight champion.
Radiant chilled dark stallion.
He is unique admired and I'm in awe of His Being.
@Times I'd call him the hurricane..
Inwardly lays talents that can become gifted fame.
I believe He hears.. That voice of God.
When God calls his name.
This new kinda techno son.. Video emerged.. Youtube is his tv..
This son is Gen Z!
The cusp of millennials the beginnings of Generation Z.
Our Norms and traditions bothers them none. Open free and caring emotional nomes..
In the virtual reality chemistry..
Chilling inside their rooms in the safety of homes.
My Sons a precious commodity.
What technology wiz will he turn out to be.
Gaming entertaining.. mental challenging.
The Sons who'll be parents to the next Generation of Alpha's..
Babies entertained by notebooks of cellphone tablets.
More then societies adopted habits.
Babes that are digital natives on cellphones genetic cultures.
Terminology texted media exposures.
Data and gigabytes.. downloads and high speeds.
Swiping before being taught a first school lesson.
This is the generation..Z The Digital Sons.
Written by SelinaSharday~@H.E.R (C)2018
"New Breeds of our times with even more complexities.. products of growth and technologies.
seasoned by what we dare to add of our own historical beliefs ahh we better sprinkle in some faith and some beliefs and hold to our seats.