Get out as early as you can, // And don't have any kids yourself.

What a horrible thing to say. Just because we were fucked by our parents, we mustn't put any effort towards building a future where that won't happen? Equally, mustn't we put effort to be unlike our parents? We will have quirks no matter what we do, but that's true for the whole humanity.

The poem's way is very passive, saying that we shouldn't propagate what attributes to a vicious circle when we have full power to break out of it instead. Staying there or staying away are both cowardice, and it's disrespectful to one's inner strength to promote them in any way. "Oh, give up on that".

Oh yeah? Let me channel George Carlin for a minute: "Well, fuck you! Maybe you shouldn't have a chance to tell others that they're weak because you screwed yours up! Maybe you should just be left to rot and decompose, because you bring nothing to the humanity's progress and development!", and you know, he might be right. As much as the ruthless rhetoric makes me uncomfortable, I agree with the message: by not doing better, we agree to the shitty lives we get to angrily boast about to the same filthy people who did the same to their lives. I won't accept that kind of thinking just because things don't seem to move miles an hour: humanity isn't weak; it needs guidance.