Abstract: Generation Crab
Our judging eyes scan for opportunity amid the shallow light,
pinchers at the ready.
We are medicated and offended,
Technologically advanced and anxious.
We are self-absorbed crabs,
Blaming God and our parents.
But we don’t believe in God,
So we blame capitalism instead.
We go to therapy because we can’t be honest,
and even then, we refuse to be earnest,
rather we protest for what’s ours then devour it.
No thanks given.
We pounce on dead bodies, in ways the world has never seen.
And wait to destroy those whose words are mean.
Hopeless and selfish,
Afraid to sacrifice.
We murder our children and dreams.
For all the knowledge and creativity we possess,
only our love for self-destruction grows.
Despite all our advantages,
we still demand more.
Circling the bottom of the darkness,
cursing the light,
choking on whatever floats to the sea floor.
