Our species is in the grip of adolescence

Could this be the case?

Torn between future and past

Mommy or the world?

Instant gratification needs to be denied

But never was before

So many want us to stay in that world

Until hunger and hurt send us searching for home

That’s already gone

Noone there to make it right

Our friends lied

How can we survive?

Let’s drive really fast and pretend we live forever. . .