27.     My Generation

What is the role of a generation?

I was thinking all that through the other day.

And sort of thought it might be to enable

the next generation to thrive on their way.

But on their way to what?

…And in these times

first, we’d need to decide,

just what is our definition

of a well lived life,

and what does it look like

in these times to thrive?

I was thinking about my kids. Thriving!

All our children thriving vs. just surviving.

But our mass material consumption,

this current game.

My generation is being compulsively driven

by economic striving and illusory electronic fame.

What have our souls given up?

In modern-life’s unconscious exchange?

There is a cost for our support

of damned power-systems.

As lives, souls, nature

are being fed into the engine.

Responsibility for the

technological-corporate takeover

of life itself falls to this generation.

Or for the next generation to thrive.

Or to have a good ol’ fashioned career

first, they’ll have to bow down, and accept shackles.

Prostrate before corporate gods out of fear.

Or risk somehow scratching a living off the land.

The price of freedom, for future generations

may well be lean times, getting by, empty hands.

My generation’s proof will be in our pudding,

it will be proved in the taste of our fruit.

Is what we are growing sweet or is it rotten?

Mother Earth seems to be screaming out

“rotten! Rotten to the bottom”.

At this point… is what we’re begetting,

even worth getting?

Because what we’re forgetting

is that comfort…

is not worth this trade!

So as my generation rolls over,

as our light turns into our shade.

We must sacrifice

and from Babylon

courageously un-couple.

We will leave future generations

Oneness…

or rubble.

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