A Predictable End

At the world's extreme corner; Parents have a misplaced priority Youths have been beclouded with moral decadence Children nurture urges for frivolities Destructive blood runs in our fetus. Pen lacks intelligence Midwives of the spirit wrapped with lies The elected seek their pockets Lightning system gives ignited candle stick Hope is dashed Seasons now a chameleon Productivity falls below quality What is the hope of our generational survival? The end we pull I pressume