I saw a strange dream 
A man from past came, dismayed -
Fragmented, searching for answers
Lurking for days. On sight of me he asked, painfully
"What has this generation set off to be?"

I laughed with repulsion 
And as natural as it seemed, 
It was very contrasting, the next moment 
Seeing such reaction he strained more and questioned me -
"What has this generation set off to be?"

With immense sorrowful heart, I said
Young teenagers have become addicts 
Smoke, drug, weed, lust 
I sighed! They buried beauty too deep
What has this generation set off to be? 

With very downcast voice, I began
Young women hide behind sources
Inheriting plastic, makeup, filters, masks
None to ever embrace what they perceive 
What has this generation set off to be? 

With shame in my words, I continued
Love has been ill-used
Blaming the emotion rather than people who contempt it 
Leading to souls, completely give in easily
What has this generation set off to be?

With fear in my blood, I stated 
Society's standards frightens people 
Their code of conduct making millions hard to endure
If not abided by them,  you are bullied 
What has this generation set off to be?

With anger in my sound, I say
Mental health is a myth to the majority 
If asked for assistance, attention seeker is what you are entitled
Making innocents, hard to flourish and breathe 
What has this generation set off to be?

With hatred in my veins, I go on..
Rape's consequences are not warned
Condemning women's clothes instead of rapists 
Never teaching sons how to behave adequately 
What has this generation set off to be?

With eyes filled, I almost screamed 
Feminism today is molested
Contemplating it states women to be superior 
Never recognizing, it's about equality 
What has this generation set off to be?

With disbelief and low voice,
"Does it maim you?" He asked - 
It does so every single moment yet,
We can only watch the world get demolished and ceased
Look! What has this generation set off to be.

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