last of the dying breed

i'm a 70's baby last of the front line where memories were fond i remember hanging out with alot of kids in which we form a bond i recall watching tv shows like good times back then i recycle bottles and cans to earn extra dimes toys like transformers made you use the mind to think everything nowadays happens so fast that you don't give your eyes a chance to blink there was a time when you fear your parents knowing the wrath of a belt now a kid can call the cops because you have a mark of a welt what happen to respect of adult figures only figures kids respect are the ones with rap sheets longer than my arms remember being broke, but have an imaginative mind this day in age, all kids want to do is play video games by which their eyes will go blind i remember as a kid playing a game call kick the can right now , games kids like to play will lead them to being ban hearing footsteps of a parent back then, you start crying without even seeing them at the present, kids have no shame and still act up when their parent shows up this is what we call generation gaps people want to start shooting busting off caps you have kids having kids knowing that their child will grow up doing bids respect went down the toilet faster even when is taking a dump in the end, there are consequences in which the hardest person will feel like a chump