Youth Poem by Ontomu William

Youth



I witnessed with my own eyes
No one can dissent that
How soon youth dies
Like a tap or pat
I have seen vigor
I have seen olive oil
Loose his virginity
And flow
Across the fingers
Down to earth
Futility
At fifteen
I saw a fire
Lit and blazing
And then smoke rose
And vanished like vapor
In the morning
I have tasted it all
Youth and time
They don't get a long
Yet I know quite well
I will remain young
Forever,
For age is just but digital

Thursday, August 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: social
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Sometimes I look at time and I fail to understand how it works.It moves fast, like an electric train, you can not catch it, like a jet forces through, you will never understand time and youth is time, it fly's and in the twinkling of an eye, like a flash light, forgive me for the cliche, youth will be no more.Yet I realized that time is just a number, age is a number, age is just digital, it changes like technology, so fast you wont realize.Let God help us to live our youth to fullness and be able to leave our youth with all possible satisfaction, with all possible sanctification.Amen.
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