It's important
to listen
to weird young people's music.
I abhor getting to the corner
where the old lady, Margarita
and her slightly less old neighbor Luigi live
and I have to stop
and hear them say 
how kids aren't raised old school anymore.
I really want to tell them
to fuck off
but what if I need help with a tree
after a hurricane?
I just want to tell them
the youth will eat and bury us
take over the world
make mistakes
cry on our ashes
and on and on.
Don't you see it?
It's 6 o'clock, Margarita and Luigi
where are your parents?

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