contemporary Persian ancient
blending intro-imagery with peach
vulnerability
identity a Khoisan outpouring on fields of Skukuza healings
whilst township dancers make their rites
to bite presence on platform sites
so will Gen Z’s make their
vibrant scratches on our rock walls
for Galactics to visit tall
courage was torn with rosemary bushes like
biltong shreds
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he pierced her teenage framework newly
smoothed with rosemary
galaxies watched in horror
scratched her legs with longing paws
Gen Z’s roared their rage across
the continent
she bit her presence into his poverty
townships waited in mourning
her virginity ripped
identity equals Acturian
vulnerability is paintbrush memories
seven shadowy children
are to arrive crystal
not through her uterus
Categories:
gen, allegory, allusion, art, change,
Form: Verse
They sat holding bottles
In their hands
And armpits
Pouring mouthful
Of liquor to fill
Their hollow stomachs.
They gazed at each other
As cat and mouse
And spoke a lot of
Inglish with slain syntax
To devirginate
Their motherland.
The two drunkards!
Spoke of a nation's illusions
And the wilted state of
A nation's elites
Raping the cultural norm
Who raped the temple?
They said something
About Lubowa hospital
And praised the Bus Kingdom
For Grazing well the Gen z's
Digging the tax hole
Who murmured a secured Future.
They gazed at each other
As hare and hyena
And shakily gasped for breath
Of the holy bribe paid
For their nocturnal duties
Poverty pasted on muzzled faces.
Oh, the two drunkards!
Finally hit the climax
And roared at each other of
An accusation of not belonging
Reached for each other's neck
To strangle a refugee within.
© Ankwasa Harlord
Categories:
gen, africa, allegory, betrayal, corruption,
Form: Free verse
If you are under 23.
Then you are Generation Z.
You grew up in a technological age.
I don’t know if that makes you sage.
Sometimes, you go outside to play-
On your phone on the porch all day.
You grew up with a different sort of struggle.
Social media that takes a toll.
Never will you have kids or a house.
Maybe an apartment shared with a pet mouse.
Or maybe you were born before the year 2000…
But you’re not a millennial, instead you were chosen.
To be lumped in with a generation of teens.
Who make you feel old by all means.
If you are 27 like me.
You know that being an adult is not free.
Categories:
gen, age,
Form: Rhyme
396, 417, 528
Climbing the celestial staircase
To that sweet heavenly space
639 love, love divine. A pause at the crossroads, the beautiful heart at the center of it all
Connecting vibrant, verdant earth as Jacob continues his upward crawl
741, 852, 963
Removing obstacles for an even higher ascent
Steadfastly moving up the corridor with spiritual intent
Freeing, now the first eye is open and active
Seeing god face to face, divinely abundant, I live
Categories:
gen, beautiful, bible, dedication, devotion,
Form: Didactic
Baby boomers, Gen X Gen Y, and now Gen Z
What will the next crop of babies be?
Will we start with A? Will they be boomers too?
Many of us want to know, especially Gen Z.
Categories:
gen, age,
Form: Rhyme
So here we are…
Brought into a world of discrimination and disarray
We are not the keystone but the voussoir
Simply a pebble on the pathway
Because hopefully our kids can figure it out
At least that is how we got here
“Oh, I'm sure someone will come about to resolve our extestential drought”
Unfortunately for us, the path is not clear
But does anyone apart from us understand that?
That the pressure put on us at such a young age
Can actually combat
The very thing they want to assuage.
Maybe no one understands it.
Maybe there’s nothing we can do but acquit.
Categories:
gen, anxiety, blue, deep, for
Form: Rhyme
She no longer felt taunted by the race of it all
Could not sit around and watch a life fly by, before her eyes
An unkept promise used to keep her up at night
Sense of trust - absent, lingered on like strayed kites in the wind
The media did nothing but consume and show all the ways she "could not" be
If a fellow questioned "are you lonely dear one?" she would have cried but,
What once was unwavering to me now has ability to unravel and become untrue
Forsaken applications on frazzled devices,
Why is it that you demand my time as if it is not rightfully mine?
Foe friend, connector of worlds, distractor of all things, oh my days have you used me
How delighted I would be to distance you and rid all of this
Solace in leaving, solace in dreaming
Bound by nothing, fate forever freeing
Spirit grants me strength through days of disarray
Much like those of today, where my patience seems left astray
I've come back up for air, and am standing amongst the trees
I am far out where no one can hear
Finding a lost smile
Categories:
gen, addiction, adventure, deep, mental
Form: Free verse
I am from a generation they call X
Not because it marks the spot
But because it marks the best
We are eccentric because we walked the moon
And because we shared lust as an essential need
But wait until you meet your resurfaced acknowledgement
A frantic existence you call Technology
Generation X from 1965 to 1980
Where Charles Manson, the flower childe
Meets the notorious Ted Bundy
Richard Nixon and watergate, who actually knew
That this was an era of being a shrew
The birth of individuality
Known for practicalities
Known for informalities
The ghosts of the Vietnam War
Known for diversities
The civil technicalities
Henceforth, a generation of creation is no more.
Categories:
gen, child,
Form: Rhyme
In this world of selfish people
Will you be mine someone special
No, I am not purposing you
I just want to know reason of you
No, I didn't want someone to make me smile
But I want you to hold when I am crying
I know for me love is in Gen Y
But I feel you are my type
I know you can make me fine
I know you are behind
And I know you can't be mine
And you will go at a wrong time
That's why you can't be mine
I wish you can understand me
I wish you can stop me
I wish I can hold you
But you can't be mine
SO just leave me at right time
To make things run for a long time
No I am not weeping , NO I am not lying
I AM just healing
As I know you can't be mine
Categories:
gen, break up, cute love,
Form: Rhyme
What will we do now that we’ve reached Gen Z
Will we have to do like hurricanes do
Give them names like Alpha, Beta, and Gamma
or perhaps just Roman Numeral I and II
Shall we call the new babies Gen Trump
Or perhaps Gen Pandemic or Gen Covid
Or do we just let them live out their lives
Like long ago generations did
You see, I don’t recall Gen Caveman
Or Gen Industrial Age
And they seemed to have made it just fine
Without the help of some superfluous adage
I wonder why we started naming ourselves
Are the children so ashamed of their parents
Perhaps afraid they won’t be able to overcome
the terms of their inheritance
Categories:
gen, humor, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Gen X or the
MTV generation.
See a big growth in the
Dept. of education.
A generation of latchkey
Kids home alone.
Rocky hits the box office,
With Sylvester Stallone.
New music with attitude,
The intro to Punk Rock.
Women working,
punching a time clock.
They heard Heavy Metal
Being born.
They witnessed the troops
In Desert Storm.
The first generation to play
Video games.
They watched the Challenger
explode into flames.
Another great movie the
Breakfast Club.
They were the era for
The War on Drugs.
They saw the emergence of
The AIDS epidemic.
They remember terrorism
at the Munich Olympics.
No more Berlin Wall to separate
the east and west sides.
They remember Jim Jones,
And his mass suicide.
They can come off
As a little cynical.
On social issues they
Are more liberal.
The Exxon oil spill,
They tried to lie.
The divorce rate hits,
An all-time high.
They had cable TV to
keep them company.
They experienced a
Single-parent family.
Turbo1904 ?
Categories:
gen, childhood, memorial,
Form: Rhyme
* Reading Comprehension.
* Visual Inputs in form of images, doodling, sketches,
graphics.
* Based on
Competency
Inference
Theme
Tone
Vocabulary
Analogical
Logical
Reasoning
Categories:
gen, angel, appreciation, art,
Form: Lyric
Gen-Z Ruling 2021
Gen-Z is what they call us we are the next leaders of America.
We have to make a difference for the next generation.
We need to make the world what it should’ve been before.
2021 will be a better year because it has us to make the difference.
We will stop the police from killing our colored people,
We will stop men from touching our little girls and women,
We will stop shamming everyone for their looks,
We won’t shame our people for their rights to love anyone or thing.
We will continue to wear masks and to keep ourselves safe,
We will never abuse our children and help them grow into their best’s selves.
We will show the world that women can do anything men can,
We will stop killing the world and its nature.
We will find a way to solve COVID-19 and save our people.
Gen-Z is what they call us, and we Will Be the Next Saviors of America.
-11/9/2020-
(2021 United States of America Visionary, Limiton Hankins)
Mailing Address: 5000 Warrington Rd
Categories:
gen, 9th grade, america, discrimination,
Form: Free verse
Generation X
Are all being trained
To be blood thirsty
Killing machines
By way of
Video games
Categories:
gen, adventure, america,
Form: Free verse
Engineered for perfection,
genetically enhanced
A new model of cloned humans,
so technologically advanced
They make real humans obsolete
So you try to pass in this new brave world,
get yourself a full scan genome work up
All of the prelim specs indicate
you got what it takes ... the right mix to integrate
into the clone collective
Go trade your hereditary flaws in,
get a cloned new epidermal blend
Get the lab factory body parts,
guaranteed not to let cancer
start cellular growth from within
You also get a positronic neural network feed,
the latest in gen eng computer mapped memory
Natural birth humans are now an oddity
It’s all now a different world,
than the one you came from 120 years ago
Real humans live off the grid,
but they never can hide for long ...
their true age do always show
Categories:
gen, psychological, science, science fiction,
Form: Dramatic Verse
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