Kids of our age

Kids of our age
turn silent face to face
feel most of them in 140 characters
in a smiley kind of way.
Kids of our age
turn blue
avatar themselves as an eagle or a tiger
without inheriting sharp claws
keen sight, strong fast legs.
Kids of our age
how politically correct
aren't white nor black
can't even get mad
they adapt and adjust
not like a snake nor a mouse
The kids of our age
never grow up
they don't have to change
they can hide and wasch theyir hands clean
how lush
in this whole world terrored mess

The mankind must be very leaky

Should I describe each bird's chant
or maybe the favorite one's?
The trees woke up tired and uncombed
the squirrels have lots place to hide.
My thoughts
formed dark and tattered, big cloud
floating like lazy eye
I took a knife and went few steps down
to cut from the crooked shadows
hearts out.
I tripped over verdancy of the grass
and made few ants laugh
The leafs giggled my feet
and sky wrinkled its eye.
The mankind must be realy leaky
with all the etiguettes and rules
We calculate the fortune
observe the stars
but won't ever guess whom they shine.