A megalomaniacal chemical generation
From the free spirit of the then chemical generation
With just a word in common
With absolutely no thought in common
Freedom they spoke
Freedom we cried
But light-years between the two
Uncertain were the times
Renegation became the air
The fight was on
Young were the ideologies
Now was in sync with only now
No past, no future
Just the uncertain now
Slowly fading into the blissful reality
Eager eyes and open minds
And the ideas they flow
New thoughts, stranger philosophies
Problems came
And with them their solutions
The patternised now
With more focus on the future
With more records of the past
And the illusion of time still prevails
Have a problem?
Know your neighbor first
Ask him later
A land of strangers and foes
All we see is hatred and animosity
Whatever happened to humanity?
Love thy neighbor, they said
Yet do not trust them, they say
Have a gun, they say
And then urge us to pray for peace
The white doves are free to fly
Their numbers ever depleting
Oh! We forgot everything about hunting
Shoot to thrill and learn self defense
But what are we ourselves defending from
Now I see the reasons for more suicides
All we do well is talk
Talk about past invasions
Talk about future developments
With surplus money flowing into wars
Kill ‘em all is the slogan
The picture is hazy
This is no purple haze, Jimi
Just more manic depression, Jimi
Just more ‘machine guns’
Our dreams to fly sky high
Yeah what about them?
We do fly; we fly to drop them bombs
We fly higher to drop bigger bombs
In space with the entire world in view
It is all doomed
Is this globalization?
The air covers the earth
The water sustains life with it
Mustard gas in the air
Oil in the sea
Our seas turn into toxic waste
Our lands are slowly turning into gas chambers
We can’t blame it on the Nazis this time around, Joe
We can’t bomb
We just rot and feel the reek of hatred
Slowly but surely
In our minds
In our bodies
We are the cause
We are the victims
We are the chemical generation
World wide genocide.
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