We are a generation
of oxymorons
hanging Open Secrets
in broad daylight.
flirting with Bad Luck and
running around in circles,
what a Pretty Ugly sight!
seldom Acts Naturally,
hiding in filters and facades,
Alone in a Crowd is the usual game we play
as if it's the Only Choice we have.
You say,
Plastic Glasses are a must
in this Virtual Reality,
to camouflage the reflection
of Sad Smiles
and even sadder eyes.
Isn't it Seriously Funny
how a Fine Mess
we've become?
feasting on eat-all-you-can
Boneless Ribs
and Buffalo Wings,
we thrive on Free Love
and Foolish Wisdom.
We are a generation of oxymorons,
celebrating Love-Hate liaison
and Arrogant Humility.
You say,
Living dead?
Clever Fool?
Or maybe
just Clearly Misunderstood.
I don't know about you but,
isn't it a Tragic Comedy?
that we are
but Original Copies
of people we couldn't be.
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04.04.21
ยฉamsterdam
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