Brandon Carroll

I used to write poetry all the time, and it was very therapuetic. I decided to start doing it again. I wrote this tonight and I am leaving the empo at 5:45 am

Title: Change Our Generation

Temptation
For an entitled Generation
Our thoughts, our words
All centered around ourself
Self – the innate being that values our wealth
As people,
On the steps of churches and steeples
We mislead.
Our actions do not follow our creed

We are fake….as we lie…in a bed of thorns
And pretend them to be roses

We scorn …..
To know the truth
We are youth

We fringe….
As we stand on the edge…
Of wisdom…
As we look down, we see harmony and trust
Why is life is comfortable where we are
Where has love gone…it is now a world filled with lust

We shriek,
As we look in the sky
And see the star-filled disguise

We cry
We never wake up from the world
The nightmare
We stare....(read more)

 At an empty skyAnd see truth
It’s hard to sink in, but we deny
We deny
The truth that lays before the sky
Within our reach, between our eyes

It’s scary up there
Beware
Of the dog
The dog who becomes a wolf
A wolf with an ego
But you see though


This will change


We need sincere tranquility
Even more, we need ability
Ability 
That leads to humility

Knowledge speaks..but wisdom listens
We talk…
Because we have to
Without even being asked to

The norm is incorrect
Let me dissect….Courage….

Empowers those to do what is right
To put up the fight…
To be the light
 
That shines

Toward wisdom…knowing we are forgiven
AS long as we listen
Realize what we have been given
We must be grateful of this incision

A mind, a soul,
A choice, a voice
A heart, a thought
A passion, an action

The world is ours, yet we take it all

We just need a chance
We must stay humble
Or our world will crumble
It’s like we are in the jungle

Our species is becoming endangered
We are no longer friends, just strangers
Who talk, yet don’t embrace
Each other
Can’t even lean on one another


This will change


Collective unity through difference

It just takes a minority
No need for authority

Status, titles
Are acts of fiction

Work hard so you do not feel entitled
Earn it and you will feel righteous
Others will follow
At first, the pill is hard to swallow

Practice
Make it a habit
Let others discover. Let them have it

They will feel value. 
They will listen
And discover what they were missing

Courage to make a new path
Look back and laugh
Staying humble
The world won’t crumble

Becoming wise
Discovering the sixth sense
And seeing the disguise
That was in the sky
Understanding their Ears
Are truly their eyes

This has changed
 

Temptation
It’s for last year’s generation