New Breed Kids

New breed kids,
Color and shade, bright light
Music, drowning sonic waves
And sunshine moment
Through paved jungles of easy
Persuasion. Lost ones; lit faces
In noisy places. Disconnection
Connected together, disillusioned
And drowning with acute perception.
Know better than the rest. Informed.
Sex addicted, solipsistic wonderment
About them. Energy enlightened
Fifteen seconds at a time.
But time only changed the platform.
All that is remains to be the same that
Mothers and fathers did,
Their parents before,
And all the human spirit ever would.
Reflection is still a scarcity.
This world takes too much time
From individual cultivation.
Kids see themselves through
All eyes but their own.
An honest look without a mirror.
A glimpse at inner roots embedded
Into the fine dust and heat of
Humanity.