Sometimes Knave Like A Youth Poem by Akhtar Jawad

I think like a youth,
Sometimes ink like a youth,
Not yet red like an old,
I am pink like a youth.

I behave like a youth,
Sometimes knave like a youth,
Not shy like an old,
Bold and brave like a youth.

I am hungry like a youth,
Sometimes angry like a youth,
Not careful like an old,
Watch pantry like a youth,

I act like a youth,
I react like a youth,
Not calm like an old,
Much exact like a youth.

(Being inspired by Shalom Freedman)