Flames of adolescence
Even though tainted by the world like a smokers lungs
Our mind yet retains a small fickle light
That light is multifariousness such as flowers in the Keukenh garden
Time will pass
Our light will fade
Some lights don`t fade out as soon
Time stops for no one
Including those rebellious lights
Young flames dance and sing like nymphs near the streams
Carelessly
Other young flames don`t always share the same fait
Snuffed out by the worlds derogatory standers
Words to pass on
Let the flame rise as much as thy can
Once something is truly lost one can never get it back
That is the way this world works