For Anna & Louise, Laura & Mark – Gen Zers Who Rock

I know my kids have no filter when it comes to conversations. Our topics at dinner are often of their making and Frank and I are about choking some of the time. They are opinionated but their arguments are rational and backed up with evidence and strong feelings.

My niece and nephew came over with my sister the other night and, apparently, her two youngest are the same.

We all ended up chatting together and, by the gods, watch out for this generation. They are nobody’s fools and I welcome their vision and passion.

The song at the end is particularly for my Anna who just loves Marina and relates so much to her songs and themes. This is my favourite of Marina’s.

Ears inside the ceiling hear our anguish, hear our pleading

Eyes that are the windows see our shame

Space we think is fine with privacy entwined

Is a park of public traffic where we’re blamed

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Monotonous tones of grey tell us what to press and say

While the minutes of a phone call turn to hours

Our data, so unique, while we type or save or speak

Is for sale to highest bidder for its power

Gaslight is fixed on high, set to boiling, we comply

While we go about the daily tasks and grind

Bit players in a scene, merely cogs in their machine

Insignificant in the roles we’ve been assigned

Trapped in ’84, not a novel anymore

Animal Farm is caging us with rats

Poverty and fear, tools of despots far and near

Ermine-clad ambitious think we’re prats

Too late for us, it seems, to fulfil all of our dreams

But the young are not as dumb as some would think

They will not be forgotten though the system stinks, is rotten,

They are hovering right now upon the brink

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No subject is taboo, what we fear they will pursue

While we cover mouths with hands and show our age

Revolution will be theirs while we gawp in scare

Gen Z will free the future from its cage