The New Generation Poem by Tony Adah
The New Generation
We swotted at night
Read the pages of our books
With the dim blaze of candlelight
To find our feet on this part of the earth
The new generation of today is different
And its epitome of youth
Surrender their energy to servitude and slavery
They prowl the houses of politicians
Sweeping houses, washing dishes
And cleaning shoes
They are tough guys trained as thugs
And cult boys almost half clad with spiky hair.
They chase money
But are blinded by the immediate gains
Of wine and food and peanuts
In the end they remain applicants
For life wilting like bitterleaf in hot water.
Very true of youth today, where ever they are. Always, generation gap is prominent. Great write. To view it another way, please red my Generation Gap. Thanks for sharing.
Very true of youth today, where ever they are. Always, generation gap is prominent. Great write. To view it another way, please red my Generation Gap. Thanks for sharing.
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4/26/2024 8:12:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The poem presents a comparison between the older and the present generation quite remarkably. Last two lines sum up the argument: In the end they remain applicants / For life wilting like bitterleaf in hot water. Thanks.