History Without Pages

HISTORY WITHOUT PAGES When our past came calling, They told us the story of our past With the saliva streaming down From one corner of their lips. We looked at them with hope but Those stories they told us are stories Without pages but only in their mouths. They said the youths are the leaders Of tomorrow and tomorrow belongs to them But tomorrow came and the youths are pushed behind, what history are they creating? History without pages but lips overwhelmed us, They said a space is reserved for us in the government yet a man of seveNTY years still Occupy the sit while a man of ThirTY is at home. History without pages but eyes is their hope and drives.