Youth thrives on change for sake of change – a generation’s lives
rely on ends and means where few ends' ends can comprehend,
where means seem often strange to youth’s range as Time's hand contrives
to twist elastic cyphered symbols, signals sends some bend, -
peels day from day forsaken with odd clock-knocks sharp as knives
that tick, that tock, that dock as hour descends for foe or friend,
or rises, toasts half empty glass, or half-full as connives
each for a partial definition, lends illusions, tends
to trickle, trick tick, tic kit - icy blends and then extends
itself into ”I see” then self amends though oft offends
deriding self.
Ideals denied, it totters, spins, then dives
to and through gravity, both onwards, over, drives
its epitaph, would rearrange the past
protecting vested interests, flags half mast...
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Comments
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wow...this is really good...this awesome!!
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Wow. That's all I can say. I'm literally blown away by this.
Best of luck!
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