Our generation

Information feeds and breads creation,
desire burns in the eyes of preservation.
Break it down, down to creation,
it liberates the life of desecration.

A couple seconds to total mutilation,
desire runs under pressure of starvation.
Beginners end in the dangerous domination,
voices sicken our wonderful salvation.

Shallowness of hearts slowly starts to rotten,
Blissful dreams trampled and forgotten.
Destruction fills the minds of population,
insanity takes over our generation.
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When all else is quiet, whispers tell secrets.