Crimson flames tied through my ears rollin' high and mighty
traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I, proud 'neath heated
brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then. I'm younger than that now.
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth, "Rip down all hate," I
screamed
Lies that life is black and white spoke from my skull. I
dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then. I'm younger than that now.
Girls' faces formed the forward path from phony jealousy
To memorizing politics of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists, unthought of, though,
somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then. I'm younger than that now.
A self-ordained professor's tongue too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty is just equality in school
"Equality," I spoke the word as if a wedding vow.
Ah, but I was so much older then. I'm younger than that now.
In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs
who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy in the instant that I
preach
My pathway led by confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then. I'm younger than that now.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats too noble to
neglect
Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms quite clear, no doubt,
somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then. I'm younger than that now.
Submitted by Stephen Sander
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