The laws of the young

My third poem

The young and the old, our classic divide

The old will soon die

Not us, maybe

The old are wise

Lived long lives much different from mine

The younger you are, the blinder your eyes

Darkness is water and lightness is sky

The goal to survive?

We have power beyond our elders

and they beyond us 

Sound like a paradox?

Trust between generations has eroded to dust

You must adjust

Medicine has

The old have

More strength smarter heads

Than any old person before 2010

Yet they'll still soon be dead

You you and you

you

you

you

and you

Choose to hate

Or instead contemplate

How to shape

 the future

The old will follow our lead, as we are the young and the free

When the farmer selectively breeds a flock of sheep

For wool and meat

How do they know which to keep?

Which ones put to sleep?

Those who leave will be a nice treat for the wolves

Those who bite will get pulled

Those who stay put and don't struggle

Digging their grave with a shovel

Fearing the shadow

Have lost the battle

Those who run off to the hills, the mountainous chill, freedom from bills, become likely to kill

Likely find thrill in the chase like a pill

Likely have will

Exerting force enough still 

To grow horns

So which will we be? The sheep in the cage? Begging for change? Or do we look up, change the paradigm

And climb

Reviews

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

hellos,
this poem makes me think of my father, he is always there,
only that instead I am the weaker and he is my guiding,
most fathers love so strong, that they are our strength,
still young, I enjoyed your poem,

[Bighorn]

My father was gone before I was one
He was destined to be
He was only meant to be
read moreMy father was gone before I was one
He was destined to be
He was only meant to be
Here for a month or 3

He came casually
Drinking with his friend
His friends aunt had cancer
So he was helping him in

My mom was divorced
5 years on drugs to fertilize
5 years he cheated and lied
While he slept with guys

Then she found out
5 miscarriages in
Told that her womb could create no baby
at 28

Then was her car crash
lost her brain
The only advantage she gained
From the fucked up family she was raised with

So my dad was in town, 2 years later
Shed recovered and became a waiter
He was the hottest thing that ever walked in town
a 5'9 devil from the devils town
Seattle

A bartender at the Croc
The venue for the bands that really kick a*s
Nirvana and Alice and Cornell and Jam
Cleaning beer and blood from the broken up heads

He dated her friend,
The baddest b***h in town
The greatest tattooer from here to Downtown
So they dated 4 months

And 4 months later he packed up to leave
And spent that last day getting drunk
And then my mom said "some weed?"
Black
Unconscious
Awake

So my dad wasnt there

[Relic]

As an old guy of 60, I feel like I have a long way to go yet. And yes, people of my age are wise, but we still look for guidance and answers too sometimes.

I knew many younger than me that are dead. Life is a crapshoot sometimes.