Poem / Poetry

Poem (Improvised)

In myriad ways generations are bred

With conservative faces and liberal heads

While seeing the old and saying things never said

From separate backgrounds their hive mind is lead

Till next generations leads in their stead

when stranger than ever ideals lie ahead

the generation before will continue in dread

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