Hope

At every second something changes

Time flies…

A baby born, an elderly person dies.

No one and nothing are the same

But people are still judging, what a shame!

Generations are swapping too

In a good or a wrong way?

depends on what we gain insight into.

Nowadays children have another life

Being a new generation’s pillars.

Whereas people from the past

Were thankful for the few things they had

People of this generation with all the luxury

Are just asking “Is this all?  Only?”

They are disrespectful in front of the elderly,

Not listening to their parents.

They are addicted to the unfathomable ambush of the internet

Being reluctant to go out or exercise

They keep chatting instead,

Sinking in their decoy deeper.

But people can change,

We still have hope.

As NF said:

“Yeah, I'm on my way, I'm coming

Don't, don't lose faith in me

I know you've been waitin'

I know you've been prayin' for my soul

Hope, hope “

Tamás Ágosta   IX. R