Kids

Based on a converstaion between me and a friend about how the younger bunch in our generation aren't "up to stratch" in our opinion.

“There’s a wind in the trees

And there’s trees in the breeze

There’s light in the world

And the World’s full of light”

And yet my dear past

Such an age cannot last

For today’s boys and girls

Live in such a material world

No imaginative games

Seem to seed in their brains

It’s all fashion and cool

Not magic or mystery

No scampering up trees

No joys of make believe

Technology is king

They are past imagining