Why In My Day--- Wars Were A Dime A Dozen

i was thinking the other day
what would make a good poem
about social injustice and the american system
but i couldn't think of anything

back in the day
in Vietnam or Korea
it was easy to justify being a discontented
youth in America

people died, the government plotted
Kent State happened
today we have nothing,
our generation is lame.

we're not rebels
we're spoiled brats who destroy ourselves
with drugs and fun things like
racism, depression, 
and the crazy thought that insanity is cool.

maybe the government IS plotting...

stop eating acid
read your books
hell, eat your wheaties too
and maybe you'll find out...
or at least grow up.