Young
For one so young you have experienced too much,
Too much death, too much hatred, too much change.
But this knowledge from the world’s thrusted touch,
Has made its surprises anything but strange.
From all it has taken from your soft, unleathered hand,
You have gained a sense of courage and pride.
Though sorrow inhabits, so strong you still stand,
To this realm and to the next, your heart had been tied.
You pass through your life in air so thin,
And happiness that morphs is all that you crave.
Accept the inevitable life that you’re in,
Know that you are in charge of the life that you pave.
The stars in the sky have looked on you and smiled,
Given you more than you expected to own.
So when people see you as an unknowledgeable child,
Know that it’s them who will one day be overthrown.
Copyright © Caleb Johnson | Year Posted 2019
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