when the knot of past tightens
and individuality is at stake
when it goes hard and harder
to separate faker and the fake
when freedom seems bidding adieu
and tyranny of sort mounts
then everything else takes a backseat
is only the spirit of youth that counts
its easy to bow down and kneel
its simple to resist and fall
both ever again repeated in history
and as such have taken the toll
and here is the difference
what spirit of youth makes
doesn't manipulates the situation
a stand it do takes
a stand for the better
or to change the established notion
change not just for the namesake
almost always for cause of revolution
for revolution is not a phenomenon
nor just an accidental random guess
the crescendo of life
it's the spirit of life ever going life process
to fly high beyond the horizons
to trek away from the past's road
not to follow but to create a legacy
to free oneself from every hypocritical load
To Fight, To challenge, To search
To go crazy for the truth
is all what makes the life - the stuff
which world fashionably calls
THE SPIRIT OF YOUTH
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