We live in a fast-lane world on this day,

No-one can get enough.

In this day and age your clothes are made of blood and tears you can tie a belt around;

failing eyesight of a kid younger than you can be purchased with cash, check, or credit

card stolen from Mom's handbag that was probably made the same, maybe by the same

kid, or the kid's sick grandma or older sister who has a steady hand and a memory gallery

that no kid should ever have.

We say "It's a free country" when snobby salespeople don't let us bring our soft pretzels

in their sunglasses stores, forgetting entirely that tyranny still exists and free countries are

myths and legends in some places even today- Mr. Dictator smiles the hell out of his face

when he makes his speech-at first, maybe you'd be happy cause you have all the power

but then you realize it's a bad joke and if "your" people knew the truth they wouldn't

love you anymore; unless you would be happy.

Big Brother's less crazy twin lives in the school hallways, looking full-on with horror at

what has been made out of his children-the future, what everyone says but nobody really

wants to think about: These kids are gonna fix our national debt, make war and peace

with the right nations, rule all one-ninety-something countries in our world? What Gen is

this again? Dang, this century is in the catbox.

In our world most people couldn't afford one of those yuck coffees from Starbucks with

all the money the make in one day (Stupid pretentious overpriced Starbucks); people

make their kids live their lives behind a camera (What will happen to them when they are

adults?); polar bears are dying because some people thinks it looks cool to crusade

around in a big yellow Hummer (And take up a million extra parking spaces); nobody is

learning from the drugged-out-celebrity-like history of the world (you know, like in Star

magazine); and WE- that's US KIDS- are going to have to clean it all up.