Dispair all over the place.
Will we get to the future?
Or can we just get a meteorite?

Millennials on crisis,
Centennials fighting.

The time ticking,
the globe on fire,
money cant stoped.

Poverty all over the place,
will we have something to drink?
Or can we just die on the internet?

Millennials on marches,
Centennials hashtagging.

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