I’m part of a rat race.
And I refuse to believe that
I’m what I am.
I realize this may sound different, but
“Being different isn’t a bad thing”
Is an illusion, and
“Running will make me happy”
So in thirty years, I will teach my children
Their growth is not the only idea.
My children will know that
My aims are straight because
Is more valuable than
Being the best.
Once upon a time.
Schools were great.
But this will not be true in my era.
This is a profit bound society,
Experts tell me
Thirty years from now, I will be on the verge of drowning,
I do not acknowledge that,
I will be responsible for my own condition.
In the upcoming time,
Running for profit will be the motive.
No longer can anybody say that,
My contenders and I care about teaching values.
It will be apparent that,
The upcoming generation is self interested and greedy.
It is erroneous to count on that
There is Hope.
All of this will come true unless we reverse it
Note: Inspired from Jonathan Reed’s ‘The Lost Generation”