GENERATION

We, the generation of the damned, the lost ones,

the weird ones, the ones you stare at and misunderstand,

as a joke I say Hiroshima was good, let’s do it again!

Do you think I’m mad? I say a man is to be judged

on his actions, not on his memories, wise words for me.

Why are we like this? I have my own answers and know

I’m lucky, I have my music, musical heroines

to take me through these awkward days.

It is an honour to be of the generation of the damned,

lost and confused as I see myself. A man in black,

cause and effect, look at me when I pass you, talk

behind my back, don’t ever forget me, I make an impact

on you, as I do myself. Me, the goth.