Discarded Youth – oi oi oi

The wondered years

From which we age

Too much youth

To mark your fears

The lost and found

Defiled round

Forgotten truths

The world is round

Sticking to the truth we knew

Still there’s time to push right through

Tunneled cage

And market stage

The world’s right there

Through this cage

I peek on through

The window shades.

Tim Edwin B.