morality teens!

Morality Teens! Form up! 
Form gangs and cliques 
and claques along bright lines 
so just so perfectly made-up 
in time for the pendulum swing
to nick in so fine, we find
swooshing back, right forth
to right! 
Eventually
and adventurously, 
we the might of hope.
It is time for the young
to scold the old! With respect, 
they've come just a little too 
comfy, complacently cold 
to the call of good. So evil 
be damned! We draw the sword! 
Reality teens! To thee! Not me, 
I am way too aged and fine, 
oh lord. Have at thee lads 
and lasses aroused to ire 
and fire and pique

so proud. 
Well, rightly so
arguably, let's. 
It's allowed!