My Idealism(Or So I Think)

I got my idealism Follies From our Mass Media that seeks to show the ultra-modern extravagances of today's super hip society Too much Politics that is overtly fused into my dimming Brain Not interested in fighting the tide There is nowhere to turn Nor a sanctuary for myself to hide away Dreams were simpler in my day Let the Hair hange down and say THE HELL WITH YOU to the wiser but Elder generation in our times It is not so easy now A few years back I have lost the angst The youthful rage This gap is becoming ever quite small Turn to the children, let them have it for now The older we become it is inevitably for certain where to eventually travel Beyond this frame of sphere To believe in our culture's turmultuous lyrics Put down the parents so we could party all the way Jesus is a gentle man and a woman They are not,however..an untidy rock band,looking for the gold Some times, When or wherever I compose my poetry Thoughts will linger on the meaning meant for us all Shocking realization to notice We are adults now in a world where the controls are getting slightly out of hand The time is now to straighten out this quandry Clean up our room Get rid of our dirty laundry