When the life you led
was grand and easy as seen
and dare not your eyes
care upon to others
who were dread
in cold hardships

You became drowned
in greed and arrogance
not remembering
the gold wasn't yours
in the beginning

The life; our young generation
that we have in this of century
is led of nothings and foolish thoughts

Holding on to big dreams
of the rain; gold and silver
to pour into their arms
without a lift of a finger

Many I've met, so far
I've moved forward
to earn the respect I care

I've seen the genius,
the best of the goods,
and the worst of them all

Knowing some youths
that care not of learning
the life thoughts of giving
saddens me, in a way

I am not perfectionist
nor am I even near such
a human being to be perfect