The Formative Years


In the short time

That I have spent here

In this ghastly plane

I've come to find

There are so many things

That should be changed

Like the relationship

Between the elder and the youth

It lights the fuse that leads

To all our problems

And that's the truth

Ambition, floods our hearts

In a world in which

We must succeed

If it's only in our eyes

Connoisseur of Opportunity

Release your stubborn nature

Don't electrify the seed

Rectify the need

We know you speak with them

Your close but very far

Communication is essential

Like the light to stars

No need to tell them no

No need to slap their hands

These are the formative years

You would not understand