New Version of the World

 

In the time that goes by

I’ve seen people live their lives

There’s so much people can do

I have seen the countless times in history

Where, when, and what people had to go through

Without any crutches for help

But, nowadays

I’ve seen people with bubbles around them

Now that the hard parts of humanity is over

People can’t defend themselves, they cry at the littlest things

I hear people complain about

How not everyone likes them,

No one gets them a gift

How they feel entitled because they’re “special”

How the slightest dislike is considered bullying

People take something that’s good

and they just… they just ruin it

twisting , melting, grinding until

Its meaning is so skewed that

Even those with the thickest heads can use it to their advantage

But, hey, what can I do?

I would rather have a bunch of whiny children

from the first world

Than have the world plunge back to the toxic man-of-war

Affecting all of the world