Young And Lost Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

We dream in the fantasy world of dreams,
But all those get shuttered,
We easily get distorted by the pleasuress of evilness,
But it is of not that nature,
that we still live,

We are impressed by the devil's dance routines,
As young people,
Our ignorance kills not us,
But murders friends,
And destroys families,
We consume a maximum amount of time,
Trying to impress the world,
yet in return,
the world impresses us with rejection,

We as young ones,
suffer from a desease called 'stubborness',
We dis-respect our own instincts,
consequently,
no light glides beyond the tunnel,

Who do we blame?
we give priority to other peoples thoughts,
that so we honor much of their opinions,
We consider our own gifted intelligence,

We enjoy the presence without an eye for the future,
Money gives us prosperity,
Indignant gives us power,
Charm grants us love
But with no heart

We build enemy camps,
We never smile to strangers,
Friends important than family,
Our body the centre of attraction,
no longer a temple,
Who do we blame?