My Generation Part Deux Exodus
To the artists and inventors to come,
my generation was so rebellious.
We tried to instill that fraction of us,
feelings now are seen as so bothersome;
Although human emotions are gruesome
at times they can make us so glorious;
'Dream with everything you have.' Exodus!
Why are you so content with living numb?
If you only remember this one thing,
fly racing clouds continually dream.
Without a box you will never be wrong,
let your wheels spin never stop questioning;
With courage move fast go to the extreme,
carpe diem will keep your heartbeat strong.
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