Date: Monday 19th January 2015
Style: Free Verse
Title: The Cult Of Youth
If you're not twenty-one
You're no fun
Step away
They say
If you're not down with the kids
You're on the skids
Growing old
Today
If you don't speak the lingo
You'd rather be playing bingo
It's a sign
Of your age
If you find you've missed the night bus
You're out late making a fuss
It's a losing game
That we play
If you're too old for a 18-30 holiday
If you remember "Howard's Way"
You're in a state
A state of decay
The cult of youth is on the rise
The only demographic that counts
Otherwise it's 35 to death
Careful with your money
Afraid to take risks
The fire inside you quenched
Diminishing, more invisible by the day
Time will come to you too in the end
Your autumn and winter will follow
It's strange, it happens suddenly
And your leaves will fall
And your branches will break
There will be no second orbit of the sun
It was one set of seasons only
It will come to you too
You, and your cult of youth
YOU ARE READING
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