Budding youth are more than distracted, they are immersed
by the media, coerced
The world looks at them like greedy vulture
Insatiable is the environmental culture
They are budding into something as they feed off the lyrics heard through ear buds
Washed by world’s filthy, mucky, soap suds
Bathed in the voices of their peers
Hearts never forget such broken fears
Addicted to the noise,
everything seems to be of reckless poise
Minds, just for an ounce of attention, bleeding
At each other’s throats feeding
Sad, but true
There are a few
who are reaching for something great
because someone lead them through blessed gate
A gate of wisdom and wonder
so through life they would not blunder
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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