The young
The young will soon grow older,
the tides are due to rise.
Tomorrow waits no longer
to be realised.
All those visionaries,
All the ones who know
to face there adversaries
to keep themselves composed.
The young will soon grow older,
How wide is the divide....
Tommorow waits no longer
for us to realise.
All those forward thinkers
all the ones that see
just when we are slipping backwards
what does it really mean?
A.Hallam 2016
