Fake news

In a world of fake news 

and allegations I bite my tongue 

I don’t know where this generation gets it from 

Deep in the water 

We play the drum 

Of generational curses

we light one just to fade the pain away

But all that does is keeps the stains away 

Smelling of strong hate and verbal puns 

And About how little kids play with guns

We lost this generation 

Which was supposed to be the generation of change 

And and like a fragment of our imagination 

We all lost a piece of our brains

Are we all in pain

Was the all wars all in vain ?

Will I have to tuck my sons & daughters With keys and chains