The Sick GenerationA Poem by Sanctuary DementiaThis is an older poem of mine, however it was well recieved then, and even more appropriate now.The world stares at our generation and says that for us there is no salvation. The world looks at us and calls us sick that we feed off of them like angry ticks.
wars, debt, all without any progress. Fatherless homes, brothers dead and mothers hunting for a crust of bread.
the sick generation; driving the world to annihilation. Its so laughable; we have been here but a few years as they have been destroying it all with another can
Go ahead and say we are lazy and produce no results Do you honestly think that your better? If so go ahead and wrap that lie around you like a sweater.
cause by your hatred you are consumed. Cause we aren't sick as you would think though we may be on the brink.
and our future we can guarantee. Sick you think us; but we won't break for we will bend and avoid your mistake. © 2011 Sanctuary DementiaFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on April 14, 2011 Last Updated on April 14, 2011 AuthorSanctuary DementiaNMAboutMisery is one of my nicknames, it at one point all that I was for both myself, as well as for those around me. I was vile, I was cruel, and I do stil retain the ability to be as such, but Ive learned .. more..Writing
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