We are the leaders of tomorrow
But just the youth of Today
The ones you hear old people scold and berate, how they hate the way we have no manners – Never say good morning or good day
We have no respect judging by the things we say
And in their time, skirts the short and pants that saggy were blasphemy
An insult ot society’s respected and to the vulnerable susceptible eyes of the old.
The youth of today have become bold
The sexual immorality we engage in baffles the brain, We are nothing but a stain in the fabric that they have woven, embroidered and tried to maintain, with narrow-mindedness and cruel discipline
.. A stain that needs to be washed out
Bleached, rubbed hard, hit and slapped against stone walls until we become pure
Almost as much as they were
When they were referred to as ‘The Youth of Today’
That is ludicrous
Especially when men of the day, after giving that speech
Stare at our behinds in these short skirts as we try to walk away from them and their hypocrisy
Oblivious to the fact that we heard them say
That they would take come what may
Despite how young the youth of the day
Because after 12 is lunchtime
We are the leaders of tomorrow
The youth of the day
the ones on whose behalf government leaders argue and debate
on the measures they can take to curb and eradicate or our seemingly insatiable appetite for violence
All the King’s horses and all of King’s men are trying to put us back together again
When they’re not busy attempting to attain prosperity
Conveniently diagnosed with amnesia
They forget the empty hollow words shouted at the podium
how the called us ‘Stars’
And if we really were ‘stars’
– then we were probably shooting stars to do with as you wish..
Gone bright for a few moments
Until of course we disintegrate into nothingness Quiet and invisible once more..
For another four years.
We are the ‘Leaders of Tomorrow’ ‘The Youth of Today’.. ‘ The Thoughts of Yesterday’
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