Juvenilia

know that they’ll love you for the work you do when you’re
young,
that they will embrace the anger, the passion, the want to change the world---
know that they will circle round you like they do
when there is a fight in the public square,
watching the two beat each other senseless, if even to 
death &
then they’ll go about their merry way---
because a life of work means absolutely nothing until you are
dead &
to those that get recognized at all for doing anything anymore
come the glitz & the glam of 
momentary success,
but the rotting comes quick &
like a mole trying to get out of a dog’s concave water dish
with feet scampering up the sides, 
blinded to the reality of its coming 
demise,
the fall is inevitable---
here today & gone tomorrow,
as a leper deteriorating away on an island
far off from the spotlight that started it all.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Branham Avatar
May 1, 2012 at 4:33 PM
When reading this I at first notice that an apostraphe is needed on the first word 'its' - should be 'it's' and cap the 'I'. I believe you mean to use the word 'are' instead of the word 'or' on the 3rd line. Cap the 'g' in the word 'God' . On the 6th line the word 'there' should be 'their' and the word 'shear' should be 'shed'. the 8th line - 2nd word I think you mean 'it' instead of 'ir'. Hope this helps.
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