"To whom it may concern:"

namix · 07-18-2013, 11:40 AM

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN:

This letter came to you from the place you’ll soon find timelessness;
We hope you get the message… before there’s a need for writing it.

Hope... a redeeming quality which you had deemed too childish;
We were born to bring revival, but grown to be survivalists.
Saw you playing “Simon Says”; so we did as Simon did…
Only shown how to rock a boat, never how to right the ship.

Since innocence seemed ignorant, we sought our bliss from sciences;
Our character’s best measured by the depth of our one-sidedness.
Taught to win at any cost…. But when we lost, our fight would end.
So this time when you teach us, can you please try “try again”?

We have the drive of motorized rides equipped with nitrogen;
While working just as tireless as the hovercrafts we’re flying in.
And we were taught to dream, but not to sleep until retirement;
There's no peace in counting sheep, while lyin in a lion’s den!

A pill for that, a pill for this; a pill so both will strike more quick;
A pill to help us swallow all the truth of our reliances…
Now we’re living even longer – thanks to stronger vitamins;
Our ignorance was thinking it’d bring incremental life with it!

A device for that, a device for this; a device to make devices quick;
So desensitized by devices, we don’t even see the vice in it…
Now we're obnoxiously robotic, a product of our environment…
Great at catching breaks we’ll never make the time to fix.

A fight for that, a fight for this; a fight so that the fight exists;
Standing by our right for peace, we'll never cease the fight for it!
What goes around comes around; we found out why spite exists.
So you can pay the piper, and in time we’ll pay the piper’s kid….

Pride for that, pride for this; pride for pride we might omit;
Pride which is tightly clinched in a fist too mighty to be pried of it.
With a sense of entitlement stemming from senseless mindfulness;
You could find us in the darkest age, describing it as enlightenment.

Until one day: a device ended the fight, a pill killed off the viruses.
Loved winning; but having won - we didn't take much pride in it.
Then suddenly, we were blinded by a liquid leaking out our irises!
Perplexed, we entered the question in our engine: “Why is this?”

Across every generation, the gap is bridged by righteousness.
It was the first message off the presses when Gutenberg provided his.
The trend reflects the plight of men, who rise then fall to rise again;
But the cycle can recycle; there’s no wound that time won’t mend.

SO TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: Too few were too concerned...
But there's still time to change your lesson plan, before our lesson's learned.

Yours Truly,
GENERATION ALPHA, EST 2010
Your future is our present, help us change it today.

07-18-2013, 11:40 AM	#1
namix been that, done there. Join Date: Jun 2001 Posts: 2,259 Battle Record: 2-1 Accomplishments - OM HOF Rep Power: 85246655	"To whom it may concern:" TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: This letter came to you from the place you’ll soon find timelessness; We hope you get the message… before there’s a need for writing it. Hope... a redeeming quality which you had deemed too childish; We were born to bring revival, but grown to be survivalists. Saw you playing “Simon Says”; so we did as Simon did… Only shown how to rock a boat, never how to right the ship. Since innocence seemed ignorant, we sought our bliss from sciences; Our character’s best measured by the depth of our one-sidedness. Taught to win at any cost…. But when we lost, our fight would end. So this time when you teach us, can you please try “try again”? We have the drive of motorized rides equipped with nitrogen; While working just as tireless as the hovercrafts we’re flying in. And we were taught to dream, but not to sleep until retirement; There's no peace in counting sheep, while lyin in a lion’s den! A pill for that, a pill for this; a pill so both will strike more quick; A pill to help us swallow all the truth of our reliances… Now we’re living even longer – thanks to stronger vitamins; Our ignorance was thinking it’d bring incremental life with it! A device for that, a device for this; a device to make devices quick; So desensitized by devices, we don’t even see the vice in it… Now we're obnoxiously robotic, a product of our environment… Great at catching breaks we’ll never make the time to fix. A fight for that, a fight for this; a fight so that the fight exists; Standing by our right for peace, we'll never cease the fight for it! What goes around comes around; we found out why spite exists. So you can pay the piper, and in time we’ll pay the piper’s kid…. Pride for that, pride for this; pride for pride we might omit; Pride which is tightly clinched in a fist too mighty to be pried of it. With a sense of entitlement stemming from senseless mindfulness; You could find us in the darkest age, describing it as enlightenment. Until one day: a device ended the fight, a pill killed off the viruses. Loved winning; but having won - we didn't take much pride in it. Then suddenly, we were blinded by a liquid leaking out our irises! Perplexed, we entered the question in our engine: “Why is this?” Across every generation, the gap is bridged by righteousness. It was the first message off the presses when Gutenberg provided his. The trend reflects the plight of men, who rise then fall to rise again; But the cycle can recycle; there’s no wound that time won’t mend. SO TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: Too few were too concerned... But there's still time to change your lesson plan, before our lesson's learned. Yours Truly, GENERATION ALPHA, EST 2010 Your future is our present, help us change it today. __________________ well fed. Last edited by namix; 07-18-2013 at 11:58 AM.