An entire generation
Just wanting to off themselves
Please help their desperation
While guns rest upon their shelves
Remind me why I’m here
Remind me not to go back
Remind me because it’s not clear
Remind me which is the right track
We are deprived of all connection
Objects before people
Innocent games turned obsession
Not all times created equal
Where do we go from this point
Where do we stand
Forced to disjoint
Coerced to disband
Eliminate all authority
And their virtuous malevolence
The need to lose conformity
Has never been so evident
What if we broke the norm
Didn’t pay those bills
Refused to perform
Indulge in the thrills
An entire generation
Actually savoring their time
Before their expiration
Shouldn’t be such a vile crime
About the Creator
DMTakeshi
DMTakeshi has zero credentials and these poems have a high probability that they are the ramblings of a person with a serious mental illness. Enjoy!
Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
By John Oliver Smith7 days ago in Humor
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