The Charge of Youth

Spread forth your wings and fly, fair youth! Though time is terse and winds are strong, No brisker bird can glide as smooth. Fly out and roam, your day’s not long! Old age will come, so soar in song! Break free of chains—the time is right— And do not waste your gift for wrong: Dive forth and chase away the night! All spite shall burn, red skies alight, For naught can stop the glow of truth! The world’s old ways will die in flight, For who can stop the charge of youth? Find my poems and published poetry volumes at www.eton-langford.com