Generation

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From the East Side Gallery, Berlin.

 

Snowflake people,

Manifestation of a generation

Of ages of profit and production

We are taught

Not to feel, but to perform

Our emotions are hidden

Amongst the other billions

Searching for a spot

We must always do better and better

How can we matter?

I wish I was special

I want to stand out

Let me gain a voice

Even if in a racket choir

Let me write my mind

Even if I am so damn blind

To the truth, if there ever was one

We seek it, we are

Indigos, empaths, neo-hippies

We make theories about conspiracies

We release them

On channeled screens

Who dares to think like me?

Who can relate to me?

But do you have your own opinions

In this mass of critics?

Go ask Algorithm,

I think it´ll know

Who you should follow

Just don´t swallow

All you can read

At a half a second click

Be aware of baits

Yes, we are not at all perfect

But we are not the weakest

Link to the past

There are no good old days

Better than the premise of changing the ways

To stop monetization at the expense

Of Mother´s deterioration

We´ve reached today´s position

Through our elder populations

So let´s unite

And let all rainbow colors shine

We don´t want to feel like robots

We want to create robots who feel

I wonder if they will be

Much better than we are

What if we also had buttons to press

And stop whatever mess

We may do to ourselves?

So raise your head from your devices

Open your eyes, your heart, your borders

Over our walls is the only way

To see beyond these uncertain days.

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