Woe To The Generation Poem by Jaishree Nair
Woe To The Generation
Smoking and reeking with dissatisfaction...
Burning with disgruntled edginess...
Scorching the vitals...
Gorging on the decomposed.
Stench oppressive and putrid
Parasites thriving on evil thoughts...
To multiply and let loose
Negative energy, sweeping away the good vibes..
Corrupting Society corrupting future...
Woe to the generation
entrapped in its clutches
Like blood suckers squeezing
the essence of life!
To combat inhuman deeds
Our mission foremost
To mould a noble generation
our vision noble!
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4/24/2024 8:22:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Seeing the current state of affairs, we are likely to conclude that our world is going to the dogs and the new generation, likely to be doomed! When such rottenness is rampant, the only distant hope is the coming of a new saviour! History has shown from time to time the emergence of such redeemers! A dismal picture!