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Millennial Mornings

Good morning millennials.
Hope all is well knowing damn well a quarter of y'all need bail from jail.
Rent pushing up good luck, I know half of y'all false upscale while three
quarters of y'all looking up from hell.
Hormones in food have you swole like Clydesdales but your parents
fridge is locked down without bail.
Widespread culture is dead.
Our generation so fed up wanting to buck our student loans cause the
government fucked up.
How do you charge $100k large to a brother with no job and cast him
to society?
Highway robbery, it's not fair to see society eat while our group cooks
the food and they elude that our work ethic is crude- without us you're
screwed.
We appear like economic immigrants.
We are the generation of new bootstraps white and black pushing back
in random tandem.
Our whole fucking anthem is based on abandoning lessons instilled in
us through Americanization.
Imagine a $700 check with the rent marked at $650 and the whip $250.
It's impossible arithmetic and simply a product of our millennial gap.
Please understand student loans are not getting paid back.
Relax paps we got your back with our faces in screens we a attack back
in due time.
We will control the supply line, but just hope Russia and China stay on
our timeline- we continue to grind out towards succession.
Corporations are the government, but I wonder what they charge for
rent.
I consent to their law if they pick up the charge I owe to the false
government.
They take money from my check for shit I'll never see.
But their salary is guaranteed while they suck us dry; bled out from the
neck.
They steal our money and complain about smoking trees.
I'd rather pay Mickey D's $100 Gs to retire me after twenty straight
years of salary
Could I build a house just for me and my family?
In reality I have no problem with sharing creativity and our connectivity
but we need more love and solidarity to strengthen our economy.
Millennials understand that our nation has been bought but don't be
distraught because we stand 10 toes tall.
Though we fall we will soar like the mighty eagle.
We are regal in our own light and are prepared to fight until morning
light.
Take sight.
Written by BlackBoxPublicatio (Adeshina Lawal)
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To wake up a Millennial...
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