We are the millennia’s; we lean near wisdom because we studied linear equations. We found the value of X and now we ask Y because we are too lazy to ask WHY. Some of us are poor, most of us have degrees but wash dishes but a few of us watch TV on satellite dishes. And no we are not messed; we have always played the card we are dealt with. Some decided to play poker others soccer but a few jokers turned junkies. Those of us, who consider ‘cool’ as part of their DNA, is the millennial hipsters; and they probably listen to Justin Bieber. The good economy is probably a legend to most of us, tired of the stories, we just listen to reggae. We don’t build mansions we keep up with fashion. It is like a trend but a treat we should dread, but instead, we lock dreads and don’t win bread.
Out of courtesy call us Young Adults, though we are just young but do not blame us, we never ignited the flame. We found the fire burning and we got toasted, and firefighting is not our cup of tea so we prefer coffee but end up smoking trees. Our females are smoking hot, mostly out of makeup but we embrace them because we have Photoshop. We are different and diverse, sophisticated and complicated; so are our values. Dignity is on hire purchase, and virginity is for the highest bidder. Money gives your life a quality and depending on how much you have, you can be limited edition or people can edit you out of life with a mobile app.
We will still build the future because that’s where we are going to spend the rest of our lives. We appreciate our elders and guardians because they have the most experience being wrong and respect the authority because we don’t know if 2pac will come back. We love our planet; we are good enough to man it. But our patience is running out, and few of us are athletes, so the world should give us our share, we don’t want to stare and later tear as we steal from here and there. Soon the walls of the future they will see our graffiti, ‘ we were here.’