A lost generation

The I don’t have to work hard I’ll stick it on my credit card generation.

The there is no work – not trying to shirk generation.

The notice me, notice me, look how famous I want to be generation.

The 45 kids to a class and exams to try and pass generation.

The I think I’m owed it – don’t really give a shit generation.

The parents on the dole, living in a hole generation.

The I want to have it now, don’t care how generation.

The kids to food banks to eat, no shoes on their feet generation.

The I’m full of piercings, full of ink and I don’t care what people think generation.

The forgotten, the poor, nothing to aim for generation.

Cut the benefits again and again,
drive the underclass out, get rid of the shame.

But it’s all a manner of spin and perception –
so take a moment before looking in just one direction.


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