Disengaged Minds Poem by Romeo Della Valle

On the contrary my friends,
You are all wrong,
My time is not nearly gone,
Reminiscent of the setting Sun,
A stasis before the new dawn
That fears the forbidden fruit
From the vine of early youth!

As if in a cloudy hour,
The afternoon came too soon
Before the morning had been done,
Time began blinking in and out
Of relevance and cognizance
To burn with consciousness!

What the world does not offer,
Restraints- will not give,
It can only be implemented
From within
And if borrowing time
Is really a crime,,
Then, invention be the wealth
Of disengaged minds
While success gained
Through hard work and sacrifice
Belongs to the wise men on Earth…