A Generation Lost Poem by Kondwani Simwaba

A Generation lost
I sat at the top corner of the universe and observed my generation from a good vantage point; it's like we had a broken campus the way everyone was lost, I wondered what could've made Sodom am Gomorrah even worse.
In my generation; people were quick to click Facebook live on a dead man than to call for an ambulance.
In my generation; the police only came to your rescue when you assured them transport refund; in 2006 we almost got broken into but the cops are hitherto still looking for our house in John Laing.
In my generation; women only get married for status love is just a word for the dumb; so go ahead Cupid and shoot yourself.
In my generation; men are made by the number of girls they swing; it's no wonder most relationships are like sissals.
In my generation; it is not idiosyncratic that a 14 year old girl can mother someone and an 18 year old boy can have 6 children; check the reference in Manchester City.
In my generation; everyone is successful on social media yet in reality minus the boxer, everything else is borrowed.
In my generation; both men and women lie and cheat on each other like it was a cheaters contest, because even women can finish a whole bottle of Jack Daniels.
In my generation; the automatic response to unemployment for the youths is weed and alcohol, whatever happened to innovation and talent?
In my generation; all men are trash but women love to eat from the gabbage cans, I believe they call them blessers.
Everything is just so discombobulated in my generation; I am putting my kids into cryosleep for a better generation, but who will open the hatchet when I'm gone because the future isn't promised?
These are the questions asked in my dreams; so I just woke up because even if the world heard this, no one has the time to respond, but we'd rather slay our generation into oblivion and this is a generation lost.
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