“A Gen X Lament” (A Poem)

by Anton Martin Smith antonmartinsmithwrites@gmail.com or martinantonsmith@gmail.com

I hate it when you have a few wins in a row –

And so you do something foolish:

You stop and think

“Wow I’m actually feeling pretty good right now” –

Cue “the world” to come in & throw a rock through your window.

The rock is of course usually thrown by a baby boomer –

Who saw you slightly less miserable that usual,

& decided to take you down.

That is just what they are like.

They were handed it all by their World War & great depression surviving parents –

“The Greatest Generation”‘.

Their kids The Boomers swiftly got drunk on easy power & bulging property portfolios.

They went against The Greatest Generation’s leadership example,

Swiftly turning the whole world into a ‘Nimby Nimbyland’.

This is happens when you ‘skip a World War’.

And what will be left for us poor Gen X’ers?

Pretty soon all our CD’s will be unplayable & we’ll literally have nothing left at all –

Other than nostagia infused memories for the party-world that still existed,

Back in the eighties nineties and early two thousands.

This was your genuine quality, fully refundable, depressingly realistic,

Gen X Lament.

But somehow we The Latchkey Kids have mostly mentally survived.

I put it all down to the ongoing therapeutic powers……

…..of the hugely overpriced…..

……cheaply mass produced…..

……’90’s Music’ CD.

Of course I could say “Gen X’ers of the world Unite”

But we are not ones for clichés….

And we prefer to be a-political and socially fractured….

Which makes me wonder – are we our own worst enemies?

(Oh well – at least we ain’t Nimbys).

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