Politics of Youth

Looking back I,m reminded of the glowing egos Finding a crowd that was cluttered on once friendly ground Having chosen a leader, for them to speak My thoughts now distant from the years of collective mass The grounds they staked out for dominance seeking out those perceived to be emotionally or physically weak claiming dominion for them not to trespass No one had yet told them tomorrow they'll be older and the day after older still They had thoughts only of a continuous youth where hormones out raced sense In this realm what was important was the status of their position in their chosen flock wearing the uniform they so desired to find a place in the collective to sit if briefly on the throne of illusion to be King in the limited scope of perception and feel the rising emotion of satisfaction convinced of their own immortality in a false world created to understand the changes their own growth has painted in their mind as they stumbled towards adulthood unaware that most of their life will be spent in a real world of adults and the memories of a lost kingdom once ruled by sixteen year old youths will vanish from the face of the Earth like a shooting star in the vastness of a black round sky 3/21/17 contest School Yard Politics