A Time To Think
When the young minds of today
Will do foolish things everyday
There'll come a time when this great land
Will fall into the wrong hands
Youth, hope of fatherland? Where art thou?
Did you make path where you'll walk though?
Better think now before it's too late
Throw things of vain and shun the hate
For this country depends on you
For the old souls don't come anew
There comes a time when they'll all fade
And you'll be left to till the glades
January 30, 2024, PST, SPC
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2024
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