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Are the youth correct to say
Live life to the fullest while young
Don't let your time pass you by
Or fun will hunt you in your old age
You'll be the 'blesser' if you skipped a stage

Are the elders correct to say
Don't play, or a day like today will come
Where you'll become me and regret
I don't want you to have the same outcome
I don't want you to touch the fire you'll burn
I didn't listen I got burnt
Be better, obey and pray
Believe me, do this, do that
And your future will be bright

Give me two people
One who lived good and one bad
Share what you loved and regret
Give me all sides, let me choose

I look I see world's imperfection
And the church is not doing much correction
It's like it's a place of protection
For sinners defection
A question to be asked
Is it better to have men who are religious
Or sinners who might meet Jesus
Is it better to welcome the prodigal son
Or keep the brother from becoming one
I still don't know why the Father was mad
When the brother was angry
On the feast for the prodigal son's return
For he's been working like a slave but ever earned
Maybe I need to learn what it means when it says
The first will be last and the last will be first
The law scared the best and grace saves the least

Astonished, in awe
As the gents and girls discuss issues raw
As they sit together and discuss
When last, how many partners, positions
It's normal, no fault found, it's really profound
The norm, a storm back then
Now keeps this generation warm
Am I saying it's wrong, I don't know

I'm just puzzled, flabbergasted
As they get chowed with their consent
Though portrayed as innocent
As the flowers of the world
It's just a title they embrace
And parasite in private places

In public
Kids post about sex on Facebook
Crack adult jokes better than old folks
Like they got textbooks for this shit

I am really perplexed
Chicks seek the alphas
Regard the nice guy as weak
They go for the players, stubborn
Sweet talking demons
The dogs that don't commit
Call them trash when the dogs finally vomit
They go for the guys who hurt
Who care less for their emotions
Always cheat, sometimes hit
Treats her like dirt, but she calls him trash
And treats him like a treasure
A perfect couple
A dirty trash in a dust bin

The nice guy on friend-zone
He cares too much so he's alone
Tries to please and make you smile
All he gets it's a compliment
He's a nice guy, a good friend
When the boyfriend offends
To him you confine

And I thought
A nice guy is a happy ever after
Maybe girls, are tired fairy tales are lies
A nice guy, let me be precise
Though movies still say otherwise
The nice guy, gets the girl at the end