Too young to have an opinion Yet not too young to know the truth Too young to know their orientation Yet not too young to know its not a phase Too young to experience racism Yet not too young to have slurs tossed at your face like casual talk
Too young to understand global warming Yet not too young to negatively affected by pollution Too young to understand politics Yet not too young experience the effects of an incompetent president Too young to dress like that Yet not too young to be denied education because the boys are distracted by your shoulders
Too young to experience real pain Yet not too young to be six feet under because of it This poem was written by someone who knows what it feels like to be "too young" You're never too young to make a difference A change in this unvarying world might be just what it needs
This is the second poem I've ever written, so let me know if you like it.
Teach me the cryptography of the cosmos so that I decipher its codes, I already know that tragedies in stars have a pattern that resonates with your name. Astronomers say, the most massive stars are the shortest lived, they never mention the loudness of their begging for a softer beginning, they don’t report agony as a cause of death.