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Generation Zzz

A young man hit the mother on the head with a metal mug Reason being she could not cook what he demanded This was after he got drunk, Never left the mother he hit any money for the food he demanded, not alone the Mother’s own food.. She is an old woman, with barely any more energy to Take care of her own son The person she is to depend on, still depends on her The young man is age 25 with all the energy to work if not to hit the mother. Our language is too unclean for our mouth Our imitation of the west is too much for our ego The wannabe generation living movies and acting life The soul ties we create demons we exchange ‘’The biblical Sodom haunts this generation The biblical Gomorrah has taken root in your minds’’ These are words from our weeping Grand parents Where did we get lost? Who is to blame? Ooh our old old FATHERS talk and REDEEM us Your time is no more and soon you will be not with us Share us the wisdom to deliver us from the lost path Bring us back like the one lamb Take Time to teach us today We will miss you, we will regret tomorrow Show us the way you followed That gave you all the years you lived Tell us what you wished you did So that we do it on your behalf Oooh our Old Old FATHERS bless us Do not lament, Do Not Mourn us we are still alive. We have played with flesh and killed the unborn like never before No generation has fingers pointed like this There is no more respect The rod has been spared The consequences are here Our Future lies Here It is bleak according to the aged of the land It is no promising is the assurance from the Oldest Generation This is the lost people And Sure Jesus is on the way.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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