Of our generation there is just one label,
We accepted the crumbs from the capitalist table,
We buckled down and traded our soul,
Accepting our lot with a threat of the dole.
While the capitalist fed and lived well each day,
They killed our jobs and cut our pay,
We buried our heads as we began to pray,
Never once did that give us a better way.
We ignored our vote so they elected their tools,
But tell me now just who were the fools,
Now we are weak and our energy has gone,
Our children have grown and they know this is wrong.
Our children are loud as they question their place,
We belittle their efforts as the new rats in the race,
Aspire to be better and belittle the weak,
Just attack each other as life is too bleak.
The kids of today just don’t understand,
You can’t change the system by taking a stand,
The lies of the system have hidden the fact,
The people would win if they would just act.
Image is my own photograph from a visit to Chatsworth House.
(To any poets or poetry lovers, sorry I'm no poet.)
