My Weaponised Generation: Poem Analysis

My Weaponised Generation

My generation often calls such words as “abuse,” and “not right,” because we have been fighting fear with our fellow peers beside us. The fight is for the world to shine it's true hue. A hue that shines through the hanging fog of hunger and a falling economy. A vibrant glow of integrity and hope that we wish to spread. My generation protests through words lost in the wind alongside their signs. The words plead for equality for all genders and races, it screams that the generations in charge are tearing us down. My peers make their marks even when our years in life have made less than a scratch on the world’s ancient age. We feel more stress in school than our parents did, because are fighting for rights alongside our studies. We feel more stress in life because it feels like no other generations are willing to fix the twisted laws and sick actions of others. We feel more stress because we are fixing the world wrong.
We are prided on the pillar of perfection in the form of fearlessness. We know that our fearless words, once spoken can never be withdrawn. That is the greatest problem. We know what one can cause with a single sentence online or to a news reporter. Some of us …show more content…
They made our generation sound of yelling- of a battle won or in the pain of loss is unknown. It makes all people in surrounding generations feel like running and some of the ones fleeing are from our own. The cards everyone else holds are powerful, but they know not how to play them. The cards my generation has been dealt are weak but we know the strategy to play them in order to change the world around us. We know this and some of us try to play the right cards. However, each generation shares a hand. My generation bickers with each and as a result the losing cards are tossed onto the table. It has turned my generation into a keg ready to explode in an attempt to