What a bunch of spoiled brats
I look to the Sun “We didn’t raise that”
We mothered you
We fathered you
We worked hard for you
We gave you our knowledge
We cleaned you with our soap
We shed our wisdom
Shared our music
And gave you hope
“What ungrateful children sprouted from our roots, Earth”
They want to include us last
When we made them first
Good News for you
Recessive life is short lived
Honor thy father
Honor thy mother
Spoiled rotten, soul forgotten
Sun blocking kid

Respect the parents.