we demand instant satisfaction.
We seek harmony and unity,
truth and commonality of purpose.
And sometimes we just seek escape,
in this world gone mad, where
everyone seems to have gone bad.
Poor people starve and die
while the rich tell bald-faced lies.
We are powerless to stop it,
or so we think.
As we loose ourselves
in fuzzy little spaces
and noisy dark places.
The world ignores us
so we ignore it.
We are the chemical generation.