Youth Declaration

Dey say we youths too outta place and dat we need a taste of the older generation's kinda race. But have they contemplated MY opinions? Did they ask me MY choice? Or what's MY decisions?!

Disclaimer: This poem was written in Trinidadian Creole. All references to humor are based on events, people and culture pertaining to Trinidad and Tobago. In other words, this is not English so do not correct my grammar and you may not understand the comedic effect if you have not been exposed to this Creole. Thank you for understanding.