Friday, June 8, 2012

Where have all the virtues gone?

They aren’t the same kind of people these days
That I grew up with, you know
I mean watching them through time’s yellow haze
They seem ragged and riotous and low

Not all as intelligent as my old friends
Though looking back I see the same roles
The acts of courage and idiocy that in the end
Got us in some serious and deeply dug holes

No, they aren’t the same, they are younger
Like a whole new breed needing to learn
Filed with passions and pride and hunger
And over the same future they yearn

I wonder if I was on that shelf
Would I even like myself?

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