‘Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?’
– Danielle LaPorte
It’s a fast world of not only first world problems,
We have white problems, blacks problems, colored problems,
But the understanding is barely standing,
We are the generation that ambition is everything and integrity is nothing,
We justify our actions with the gone generation, where’s the justice?
We blame our situations with every intention of pointing fingers to all but ourselves,
Yet we take the lead to call ourselves the leaders of tomorrow
We have the traits of a traitor,
The mirror no longer reflects reflection but infections,
We claim to need the challenge yet we hide upon any sight of change,
Protesting with loud voices of rights that have no light in the night
We should be more sober with Mutotho laws but we are drunk of an illusion of our creation
We are first to say drugs are killing us yet we have prescription because we need the edge
We claim life is too short as we sip that shot of tequila not realizing we taking the shots
We are the generation who own so much pain yet we don’t want to keep it
We fail to understand the freedoms we enjoy are not given but were provided
We fail to recognize the efforts of the struggle and trouble our elders with no appreciation
We seek our opinions to be heard yet we hard on hearing other peoples’ opinions
We are deaf to our own insecurities yet we are loudest to say ‘Haki yetu’
We’re taking short cuts that when all is said and done are not short
We lack the vision because we slack on the mission to the provision
We have fear proving ourselves and leave opportunities that would be improving
We fail to nurture passion to portfolio and seek compassion for the unrealized passion
We are the generation who own so much pain and are still in denial of our foolishness
We are the generation who dream big and want it all, yet are reluctant to put in the work
We are the generation who refuse to be shaped, but want structure without the nurture
Ambition, precision, determination is the concoction of this generation
The confusion may cause the concussion that lead to all the excursions
But how we go about it is the question for the quest
We are the generation for an unknown nation, because no one truly gets who we are
But we are the generation that want it all ……..….. LOVE, PEACE, JOY, UNITY!
They say this generation that! This generation is!
Who are you in this generation?
Who do you say you are?
ALL I KNOW IS WE ARE THE GENERATION WHO WANT ALL THIS WORLD HAS TO OFFER!
Ask. Believe. Receive……………….Go The Extra Mile.