Easily we might understand the loss of time,
when we did hope there would be some remind
of a sweeter revenue
in the gifts of our humankind.
So often is it true when we wake
from a lesson learned,
an anxious melody of circumstance,
and gathering our senses seem surreal.
Walking along the avenue, we notice
a person lost inside their own reality,
yet to the onlooker,
for deep within we know not their serenity.
Cast a shadow upon this my truth,
while the world around me does
restore me some time to when in my youth,
I knew only love, only peace … in my youth.