Squandering Generation

Oh ye generation that squanders privilege before playing your role Less man earning and more flaunting what they stole Less girls winding up school and more winding down poles Iniquity and offense is flooding your bowl Consciences too weak to beckon to your souls It is you who necessitate curtailed freedom and heightened control Daily surveillance and night patrol In your eyes the future is always bleak Against what tomorrow holds your will is weak And you scamper for all vices to make you rich quick With justifications as balms to sooth guilt's prick It's only the evil done against you that makes you sick But that which you do is your artistry of a maverick Will you in time claim that you were only young and stupid Words will be your clamour to make your arguments valid Shots overly fired and hardly any arrow from cupid Watered down worth and down to be auctioned for bids Going once, going twice, going thrice and the minute rids For the broad way you like is less walk and more skid May God place above your shoulders a good head And purge the number of the living whose conscience is dead Searchers of ease and convenience who give themselves as bread Flee ye from spending on lust and buy wisdom instead You don't know it but you bleed for what Christ bled And He is able to reach you though in sheol you make your bed K. Muitherero.