Life pulsates in my veins
The blood trying to break its reins
It's the young blood
Restless, brimming with potential.
The hearts are young
The world beckons them.
I brought them together
A bundle of young minds
Who dream to paint the world afresh
With colours that define their wealth.
Weird stuff make them grimace
The sunlight on their faces.
They're swayed by the tumultous world
Of fame and race.
They define anew everything around
A graffiti where ideas abound
The world for them
Is not what it's for y'all
Something which even they don't know
How it'll turn out.
But they are the green shoots
That fill the vacant spaces in me
I feel their sudden outbursts
In song n words n shakin' rears!
They remind me of my summer of '69
When i lost mine...
Gone are the joyous cries
Replaced by slam-dunk and high fives
Gone are the melodies rare
Giving way to
Two bases and one snare
Gone are the two oiled plaits
It's the spikes n shacks n locks n waves.
A tremor hereAnd a fire there
A spring in each step
And autumn in the air
The winter for them is vibrant and live
A collection of jazz for them to jive.
They are the youth of today
Building their tomorrows
What'll stop them, they dunno.
I am forever grateful to them
For keeping me alive and taking me....
To new heights and realms.