Young Man’s Isolation Poem by borgjie distura

Young Man’s Isolation



No city lights
No disco nights
No roaring crowd
No music so loud.
No gadgets to show
No gizmos’ glow.
No nightly gimmick
No teenage frolic.
‘Tis my isolation
For my vocation.
‘Tis worldly loss
For the sake of the cross.

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Rizal, Pontevedra, Capiz
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