The Lost Generation
By EpheLuwe
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This poem is found on my youtube channel, at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5_Ronk1pJA
I am the lost generation
Sitting down
At my screen
I am no motion
Or sociality
Only me
Lost to all hope
Optimism has frowned
And I’m left to fend alone
I am the lost generation
An emblem of your past
Twiddling my thumbs
How long can I last?
Abandoned to all future
And forgotten
By society where none intrudes
By the deep sea
The music’s deafening roar
I am the lost generation
Where will I study?
I am the stillborn child
Of a century
Born to be violent
Born to feel oppressed
To be meager at beginnings
To bear a weakened breast
I am a lost generation
And where will I meet?
Apart from at the clubhouse
The corner of the street
Will be my dwelling place
I’m fallen from the tree
I am the unheard chronicle
Of bad company
For now
I’ll squabble over utterance
I’ll roll up in defeat
I am the lost generation
Will no-one answer me?
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Nice one, Ephraim. You sum
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Another one that gives the
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Brilliant, Ephraim - I too
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agree with Maggy about "I
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