In a World Gone Mad
This summer I lost all respect
for our modern youth.
Apparently they have been raised
that the end justifies the means
and that individual responsibility
is a virtue of dubious value.
So when they wanted to get me fired
because I was the new boss
the old retired fart
who was going to make them accountable
trained lifeguards
they lied.
Maybe thinking it didn’t matter
to their own sense of karma
they fabricated a narrative
of sexual harassment, maybe even assault
they obviously didn’t realize
matters to others.
But hey, what is youth
if not a time of youthful folly
and the chance to learn
your major life-lessons.
Maybe they did
maybe they didn’t but will,
but for me at least
it’s never too late
to learn to watch your back
in a world gone mad and rudderless.
(10/18/23)
Copyright © James Moore | Year Posted 2023
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