When The Soul Is Young It Knows Everything Poem by Mike Finley

A thousand exclamation points embedded in the brain
This will happen and this and this, then this
And the world steps back because a soul is in its bliss
And only a troll would interrupt with truth
Which after all is the truth of disappointment
And don't you do what I have done
And let me spare you the greater pain by putting this now
In the space between your ribs
O soul your burst of energy is a miracle to witness
It is testimony to every impossible thing
And one never knows whether it is one's job
To join hands in ring-a-rosie with you
Or pillow it to sleep