Bell Pepper Generation

We're in a generation

Where we cry over cutting vegetables

But not our brothers and sisters flesh

We're a generation

Where everything is manufactured

Not even love is real

We're becoming a generation

Where no one and no home

Is more important then ourselves and our rooms

We're the generation

Of murderers

Of machines

Of selfishness

Destruction

And all we wish to be

Is to be the generation

Of saviors

Of people

Of selflessness

CREATION!