A Brush With Responsibility

To the youth

Beneath thirty

Don’t wait to grow up

Don’t depend on others

Take it, and make it

When I was young we sung a song

But we were not “the future”

We are ground beef

Don’t listen to the advice of those in the systems that are a problem

They lead to more of the same

Act according to what is right

Frankly, we need you to take control now

These old people are insane

And us middling folk ain’t no better

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