I saw a vocational film from the year 1940
It’s video quality
grainy and scratchy
But the information made sense
We have all the tools today
But not the slightest clue
How to learn critical skills
like our grandparents knew
We lost the skills that
taught us how to survive
Upon faulty foundation,
we claw and scratch to thrive
Another woman is
an enemy and
seen as competition
Girls get taught
That envy
Is the only recognition
Our education system failed us
and left us unprepared
Divided we stand
A two party nation
Alone, not atoned , and scared
We all want the same thing
But can’t see past the screen to conceive
That perhaps this has been socially engineered
By the government or corporate greed
How is it that our generation
Doesn’t know how to do anything
It’s not for a lack of seeking and desiring
We became a worker bee
in someone else’s factory
We got burned by college loans
Never taught how to maintain a home
That is, if you can afford it
Or get tricked into paying triple
with a 30 year mortgage
Educators removed “home ec”
from high school classes
Ashamed we don’t know how
So we don’t ask,
Promised gold, but given ashes
Is this just a huge psyop?
A controlled study
Of unconsenting Americans
How far can we be pushed
Before we burst
Half of us addicted, half of us dependent
Our futures sold off and our spirits indented
Grandpa had a wage and his training was free
But universities saw a goldmine in you and me
Those modern pirates
Seeing our pockets for the taking
Though nothing in the school improved,
The prices kept raising
Alone and glued to our screens
We seek
And seek
But what is sought is never found
Is this why there’s no useful information?
Because our sources are
in the business of clicks,
Not in education
If we learn the skill,
we won’t continue to click
Searching for some guidance,
perhaps this video is it?
Advertisements stifle our ability
to learn a new skill
Big Pharma plays games with our emotions
To market us new pills
We’re shown the way to the answer
But realize it was just an affiliate marketer
What little money we earn
We’re told to spend it on this new cure
The void inside us grows bigger
Our attention span fades like an ember
According to our Facebook memories,
Things aren’t as good as we quite remember