Voice from the Scrapyard

Voice from the Scrapyard

We are the scrapped generation
Forgotten, despised, and forlorn.
Our parents took pills not to have us;
A third of us never got born.
Don’t ask why we’re sullen or angry;
You never could handle the truth.
Just ask what you’ve done
To your daughter or son.
Just ask what you’ve done to your youth.

 —from Firestar by Michael Flynn