Foggy skies- A colaboration with Ana Sophia

A Chapter by Thayle L.

A product of pairing up poetry.

Is it easier for you than it was for me
I thought my generation had complications
Much worse than those of
Parents and Grandparents

But the skies are blue, if a little foggy,
And I am happier this way.
You say your generation was harder
When you had to walk to school.

Social pressures are still all there
The right clothes, having the right hair
Cigarettes, drugs, bullies and thugs
All part of the inner city charm

People may do things to others to be cool
But in your time war was the danger,
And that is a far greater foe than gangs or drugs.

Is music your escape, with headphones on
Track after track, Keeping life on track
All the while trying to make the grade.

Music is just noise, filtered in the right way
You had war and famine, The constant threat of being bombed.
I traded nothing for safety.
If I envied you, old man, I'd be the fool

Is it easier today than it was for me
Publicly documented social interactions
Predators with sophisticated tools
If I envied you kid, I'd be the fool.

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