Generation Why Poem by Amos Greig

Generation Why

Rating: 5.0


Generation Y should I?
clones following the latest
footballers hairstyle
children with pierced
ears and glazed stares.

Tribal cultures the hunter gathers
still call mom the first sign
of something wrong.

Brave men in their tracksuits
colours proudly displayed,
hide their faces for fear of traces.

Generation Y should I?
stands on street corners
drinks cider till tomorrow
devours their brain cells
with pot.

Tribal cultures traces of bling,
pants around their hips CK's on
display, machismo fogs the air.

Lad culture stalks its prey,
wolf whistles in the alleyways.

Generation why should I?
get a job? get a wife?
16 kids my future tribe
life's great on the brew
pierced ears and glazed stares.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roseann Shawiak 13 August 2015

True depiction of the reality of our youth today, following every fad not thinking on their own. Like sheep, having no reason or logic for what they are doing. Thank you for this look at reality through this poem. RoseAnn

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