The generations come and go,
for why, we do not know.
This world is one big boiling pot,
cultivating in the middle of a giant gaping planetary hole.
The stars mysteries are never truly solved,
nor the puzzle of life.
What kind of life can you lead,
what life?
It all comes together in this grand scheme,
a false, negative sight.
Society is one big mess of people,
we can not conform.
We're broken, beaten.
What comes of our generation,
what will be known for.
The generation of contemporary disgust,
complete annihilation of historic language.
The meme's of our time, and of the past,
left to boil in this giant mixed up stew.
But ask yourself....
What will come next.
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