Words to a Freshman
How infallible you are
Wings spread, you soared from your nest
Landing in a community which understands your needs
Needs to be free
Needs to be heard
Needs to be powerful
Needs to be stupid
This pseudo-home has its Crows
Poised and ready to eat miss placed youth
As you step off the curb
in that non-cross walk area
sure of your ability to stop traffic
Be wise to that driver
behind the mini-van wheel
heading in your direction
If her eyes are glazed, hair frazzled
and she wears a smile of gritted teeth
If smoke appears to be billowing
out of her ears
and the engine of her vehicle
accelerates ever so slightly
She might be on the hunt
Not one of your peer group
oblivious drivers
chatting on a cell phone
One tired of teenage mouths in her own home
Glad they are at class so she can cool down
Youth, Oh, Youth
3 comments:
Very nice! Is this yours?
Yes, it is. And I really did want to hit that college boy! :) I'm sure he NEVER talked back to his mom!
My gritted-teeth smile turned to a smirk as I passed him closer than his arrogance liked.
He remained untouched and I was able to cool down.
I'll have to save this one and revisit it in a couple of years. :)
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