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The Young And The Restless Vol.1
To feel veneration
Must be an abstract concept
For this generation
Objectified like mannequins
Young girls panicking
Tryin to manage
The psychological damage
Inflicted by a society teaching false ideals
Got 'em propped up
In heavy make up and high heels
Lookin for a pop up romance
Going from real to reel
Gettin a hundred likes for selfies
But still not feelin fulfilled
Even after all they revealed
But wasn't sayin much
They're just stuck
Constantly trying to adjust
Not sure how to just be themselves
How to stand out while trying to blend in
All eyes on what's trendin
What's viral
Can't sense the downward spiral
Keepin up with a standard that's so low
Branded daily through imagery
Aspiring to the status quo
With the use of mimicry
Lookin like they got it together
While silently falling apart
Wanting to be a part of the in crowd
While yearning to be treasured
As an original
A Picasso
A Rembrandt
Only to be measured by their bra size
By their hips n thighs
Who cares to look beyond their eyes. .
...who cares if their dreams
Conflicts with their self esteem?...
...and as there are those
Who will continue to pretend
The wise ones will begin to ask
The right questions
Will follow their God given intuition
Break away from godless institutions of thought
Will walk that lonely walk
Movin in silence
Knowin the truth doesn't have to shout
Cuz it's always felt
Always respected
That inner glow reflected
Self evident
It's that place where
Real men show reverence
And immature boys become irrelevant
Thrown off by a young woman's poise
Choosing sincere conversation
Over plain and simple noise
The conservation of virtues
Now the top priority
Fuck rollin with the sorority
Of cluck clucks
Birds of a feather only get plucked
Fucked then forgotten
Never highly regarded
Marginalized by superficial standards
Their growth retarded
As life becomes stagnant
Caught in the dragnet cast by the world wide web
Seekin notoriety by bein naughty
If 40's the new 30...is 30 the new 20?
Is 20 the new 10?
Yet
For those wizened young ladies
It became about making
A conscious choice
To hear the unique sound
Of their own voice
Steppin back from the echo chamber
Where the restless wrestle
With misplaced anger
Avoiding the danger
Of inviting cancer into the heart
Seeking out their own answers for a start
Crystallizing the vision of women coming of age
Graduating to first class
With class and grace
While gracefully bowing out of the hoodrat race
Deciding rather to place themselves
Upon their own pedestal
Their own dais
Built from the ground up
Designed from the mind on down
As they learn to harness
The crown gifted between their ears
One day at a time
Published 20th Feb 2018
| Edited 17th Feb 2019
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I shall have my twin nieces read this one
if they can pry their eyes from their phones.
Nice, very relevant to today's situation.
Teri
if they can pry their eyes from their phones.
Nice, very relevant to today's situation.
Teri
Anonymous
20th Feb 2018 6:12pm
I'm going to show this to my daughter. And I guarantee she's going to freak a twinkie and love it. Finger on the pulse here again, Naajir. Firm pressure on that pulse indeed.
...Willow
...Willow
20th Feb 2018 8:39pm
Bravo, Naajir!
Gettin a hundred likes for selfies
But still not feelin fulfilled
Right on! Fulfillment only comes from within!
Gettin a hundred likes for selfies
But still not feelin fulfilled
Right on! Fulfillment only comes from within!
21st Feb 2018 3:27pm
Bravo! And oh so well said ... like Kim, so many young women, and those old enough to know better, define themselves by the size of their ass ... 🙄
... and why does every moment in life have to be immortalized in a picture with the same duck lipped bedroom eyes pose to prove life is worth living ... ?
... and why does every moment in life have to be immortalized in a picture with the same duck lipped bedroom eyes pose to prove life is worth living ... ?
