That Period of Life
Orange is more appreciated by the tongue that tastes lime
to do so, if not now, when would be the time?
Senses and instincts are the same to all gender
deaf ears are given to morality sender.
So much energy seizes from the heart its license
exhibiting any act irrespective of sense.
The road to harm and danger is direct
to such travels, curiosity stands erect.
Every bad move has an allocated score
a rotten seed spreads its allergic spore.
Hate the rules, damn the instructions
utilizing body parts to their full functions.
Following the media and not wanting to be left behind
slippery rocks and rusting metals placed around the mind.
In the room of so much entertainment, bodies lay
hoping the pleasure will be long and will stay.
Drugs, sex, alcohol and violence all giving this shade
time passes, leaving the young heart the need of an aid.
Habits learned and adopted to make or to go astray
when maturity sinks in, the wise simply walks away
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016