A Generation Of Victims
This world is made of winners and losers;
and givers and takers, as well;
also, within it, are haters and abusers;
a world remniscent of hell.
Every generation; new changes are made;
life’s landscape is constanly changing;
new attitudes and platitudes go on parade;
new thoughts, for old ones, exchanging.
A generation of victims now go on parade;
insisting they become seen and heard;
nuancing their every thought or escapade;
their attitudes becoming more absurd.
They constantly demand, “Listen to me,”
as tho they’d been personally assaulted;
expecting we agree with what they see;
our own sense of reality, insulted.
We’re now told there is victimless crime;
since it’s only victims that matter;
with much of their thinking, few can align;
their thoughts are vacuous chatter.
If you’re not a victim; you’re nothing at all;
for victims are a special breed;
only true victims, dare to stand tall;
for only victims should succeed.
In truth, all of us are the victims of sin;
and, as such, we’re destined to fall;
the only cure, is to allow God to come in;
for Love answers every call.
Monty 11/15/24. # 2,446