Zoomers spoiled?
Like avocados on the windowsill you forgot about
Millenial toast will go bare yet again
Boomers still think they know best
About a Brave New World
Where Gen Xers misguidedly wish they were The Greatest Generation
And generation and every other excuse is used to divide the working people from their capitalist overlords
But even shadow kings’ crowns occasionally glint in the moonlight
betraying their supple necks to the cold, forgiving guillotine
The turkeys are dead and eaten and the geese have begun the chase
The game is on my name is gone
its cloak and dagger
mirror and misdirection
But I see the true enemy hiding amongst the orchards, hunting their royal deer
not a hound shall be spared
in the King’s party
Not a corpse buried
But heads placed on pikes, crown and all
to ward off lesser evils that otherwise would fall
for we have the numbers and we have the righteous cause
let’s hope it’s enough to give the bastards pause.