Generations have come and gone
For mankind since eon
It is a real story of age
Makes one think and engage
As I grew to be a proud parent
And look at my child’s judgment
I am stunned and beside myself
Feeling aloof from his world and self
Today’s generation is way apart
It strikes hard on the heart
They seem to know better than us
Some from my age think it is fuss
My parents thought the same of me
Every two generations have a gap to see
The manners and independence differ
Some come to love it and some suffer
It is the way society has grown
Old thoughts have been easily thrown
The young have moved in two ways
Either smart or with unabashed displays
The newborn young generation
May decide the future of nation
But they can never dismiss as scrap
The pain of an eternal generation gap
© Venkat
Posted on February 2, 2012 at 6:34 AM in Human Nature, Poetry | RSS feed
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