Let Them Grow Poem by me poet yeps poet

Let Them Be Grown Ones

As we age gradually
dies within us our rage
stage by stage
we now become a sage
giving sermons
to young ones
to keep them in cage
we last had learned
from our own experience

Let the young one's also enjoy
the flavour of their youth
let them too burn their fingers
like our oldies let us do

why curb the freedom of young ones
Today most are totally independent
we were then seldom

Time stands not still for anyone
let them change their clothes themselves
we can only watch with eyes FLOODED in rain
lest our children aimless not remain

we must only then try to hold the rein
till such a time comes
let them themselves alone reign
it's part of learning
as life is not just for earning

it is a soldier like game
let each one face
the bullet or frame
of fame

Let us bystanders
now forever remain