change
ideas locked in a steel cage, never able to escape
motion frozen, we all are stuck on a treadmill
someone please save our land from dissipation
thoughts are lost when the tables turn
all the time is a waste now
revenge of the tired soul is awaiting you
apologize for your grievances
our acts are inescapable
millennial view change of the boomer age
passed on hate from generations
give love a chance now or you'll be thrown out of our new days
no escape from the passion souls ready to attack
no turning back
please surrender the forced upon ideals you put on us
stereotypes lost in the war
have us have a new heart now
the world wont be a wasteland
build back all your bridges
love all your children
free all the misfits
reverse the terrors of the past
welcome the new language of youth
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