While In Dunking Donuts In Central Square Poem by Dan Quiles

I see such platitudes amongst adolescents;
Aggressiveness as a relentness tiger
Times that vainly, sanely lingers
Eyes of hunger
Searching for purpose;
Thirst to achieve and be creative
Lacking a sense of true direction
Continuously committing to environmental scans
Time to believe and to commit to full action
And relief doubts
Alarming silent shouts
In the mean streets within
I hear each bustling beat;
Must learn to defeat all negativity
Self-doubts, voices of the past
Again, all self-doubts
Against all tides,
Slide all past, and go for the present & tomorrow
Can’t borrow another chance
Now, because for now,
It’s all about now and yesterday’s news
Is old news, that makes us brew
A new aroma for today; a new day
In order to cultivate ones own clay
Into something new and refreshing
That few can brag about.
To produce and continue to reproduce
And reduce all waste of time
And make it your own rhythm of fate
and don’t be a bate of society’s own poison.