When did a boy become a man at a certain age?
Age is just a measure of days
And the calender's a book
One day for one page
Who decides when a boy becomes a man?
His mother? Father?
Certainly not himself, Certainly not age
Cause growing up can be like a speedometer gauge
We don't want to grow up
But we can't wait to get there
We don't want to be told to
Cause we think it unfair
A lie is life is short
Compared to the world indeed
But you can't name one thing longer
Than you growing from a seed
It might flash right on by
You'll lose track of the years
You might forget the memories
You had once made with you pears
It's no lie with age
Life can be like a speedometer gauge
It's no life with time
That everyday in a new page
I don't think we know when boys become men
It's just something that happens
Deep down inside them
Like a transformation
For doing what is right
Rather than what's right for you
To protecting from harm
When life raises an alarm
Somewhere along the way
In our crazy speedometer gauge
We hit a certain speed
We become what we will be
For the rest of our drive
The rest of our life
And we'll take it without regret
And cruise into the sunset
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem