SOON TO FADE

Oh bitter generation 
Never forgetful 
Nor forgiving 

Vengeful in thought 
Consumed of self inflicted pain

Blaming others
As the root cause
Of the fruits now reap

Oh failed generation 
Soon to fade
untraceable 

So backward in pen works
Priding themselves in fireworks 

Using blood as ink
In the pen of their sword
To make bold their faces

Ignorantly becoming 
First citizens of hell
Seeking their brother's life

Oh Insane generation
Destroying her completeness in others

Thinking a pole
Makes a nation
Needless of poles

Oh Cursed generation 
Empty brains trying in activities to outsmart the smart

Oh west
Of our mental wealth

In need of the East 
Of our industrial might 

Sponsored of the South 
Of our black gold

Giving form to the nation 
Of our dream 

Oh when
When will the northern spirit be reborn ?

Into the family stream
Of one great people? 

Standing as a problem 
In the big picture 

So retrogressive 
In  pursuit of a common goal 

Freedom our choice
Ally above slavery 

Speak out
Against the monster 

So tribal and religious
In agenda
Preferring to go

Our separate ways
To success 

Rather than be glued 
To bleed with regrets