Millennial Youth

You put us up against
a wall, only affectation used to save us, but
we have all been shot off
our high horse -
we Millennial Youth do not want the horse
anymore.
You think we are disaffected,
you think we are apathetic;
we are really Indigo, and there are more to come:
you have the pleasure of witnessing
the alignment of our stars
with your world.

We are alive with a hopeful rage
that will not stop burning
through our veins.
One by one the institutions crumble,
one by one our fathers' and our mothers'
lifelong work is put out
on the streets - we are not invincible -
but our tide is rushing over
levees built by ill-conceived ideas,
reinforced by false prophets of yesterday,
shaken by the obsequies of today.

We call you out, your bluff,
we have stood firm when your backs turned
on us, only now you make eye contact.
Let this be clear: we will not break.
We will not adulterate the fate
we have taken out of your hands
and put into our own.