Aaah! Oooh!
I can smell the smoke
The smoke of the burning generation
Generation of darkness and crime
Dark, deep, deeper than the bottomless pit
This rotten generation
Makes my heart bleed
I am filled with sorrow about how morality
Is being thrown away
Like a piece of cloth wrapped around the waist
Aah! What a generation of it-doesn’t-matter
This rotten generation
Pursues the youth with its rotten fingers
Capture them, harden their hearts like stones
The youth no more see the light
Jesus Christ has become deviant crime
Drugs and alcohol are the body and blood of crime
Tears flow
When I see the myopic youth
Close their eyes to the fact that
There is no success without suffering
No liberty without labour
No Christ without crisis
Ah! Today’s youth
Youth of senselessness
Youth of no vision
Youth of disrespect for elders
Youth of no profit of the future
Youth of materialism
Youth of it-doesn’t-matter
It shall matter on judgement day
Fellow youth
With sincerity, honesty and respect
For God and tradition
I choose to go back for my morality
What about you?
Think about it.
Dear youth
Watch your tongue
Because it becomes your word
Watch your word
Because it affects your work
Watch your work
Because it determines your destiny