Those multitudel inglorious days, With eager tounge and fearless youth. Indignant in our stubborn ways, We fought the system nail and tooth.
Unreliance on mechanical wears, Or self compliance bitter taught. We sought the path that wanted wear, A princely sum yet still we bought.
Sheer confidence in ones esteem, But pride will always take a fall. Those days rush by me like a stream, Too fast to catch or yet recall.
Immortal reason warmed our bones, We chased the sun and caught its rays. Auspicious notions now outgrown, Of early bird inglorious days.
wrote a poem for the first time in a long time last night about the temperance of youth! Hope you enjoy. PS. Sorry about the spelling and grammar, never been my forte.