There is this phenomenon of growing old <br />But it seems there are many who grow cold <br />Born with innocence and bliss <br />Abundant positivity is sent to the abyss <br />Self admiration for deeds in the past <br />It must be a forward human race, to forever last <br />Cocooned within walls, thinking but with fears <br />Explore, talk, enjoy life with your eyes and your ears <br />Move away from comfort which ceases to fulfil <br />Continue to be stimulated and not drowned out with a pill <br />I may be young and have gaps in what to understand <br />But I have hopes and desires, with love for all on the land.<br /><br />Bill Bright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/backwards-bloom/
