My generation
Boomers they're called
Started out bringing change
spreading love and peace
throughout the land
Understanding for all
Protesting a war
It's right don't ya know
A path full with pitfalls
decorated with greed
On they went, marchers all
Shouting out mantras
Hand in hand
Dreams they had many
more than a few
It's called getting ahead
Down at the malls
Show and tell was the
Favorite game
Look at all the pretties
I have no shame
Buy and buy
bigger and best
Look what I got
bought at the sales
'Tis a marvelous life
For the games still a game
The folks who slipped
through the cracks so wide
Shame on them, shame
they don't know
the rules of this game
Look what I bought today
at the mall
Latest and greatest
I've got them all
I've worked hard
for these pretties of mine
These losers I call them
live below shame
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John A Bayerl
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Comments
The things you write in the middle of the night are good .... and interesting too!
Excellent Mission.. most excellent,
'rated with hugs
A sad commentary, for sure....
Now I shop at the Homeless Mission Store
Elijah Rising
You nailed us, Mission
Elijah, you see the truth. I shop at the same store now too.
TY Leon.
All gamers know is how to game the game.
On another note is that a picture of your dog. S/he (?) is a beauty!
Yup. That's my dog. She is a rescue. Spoiled beyond measure.
TY again Belinda. Dogs are great bedwarmers and never bitch about money....laughing...
I think the Boomers made spending an art form, more's the pity.
The cannots have became yesterday's trash pile.
and the top has gotten to be smaller each day.
Right now my room, is a terrible mess.....
I know of what you write, Mission, and I lament, oh I so lament.
When did we give up our search for substance and replace it with a striving for the eternally meaningless ?
Nixon was a big nail John. Then it got rightous to be 'picking the right side' and the divding wedge went into the heart of matters....
John Walker, we sold out all right. We got bought too cheap. We threw away something good and took trinkets for the best we had to offer. Our souls...
How sad. / R