On Youth - A POEM

I was an influencer

I was, an instigator

I was a mentor, of sorts

Of people, who looked up, to me

Who wanted, to be, like me

They wanted, to party hard

They wanted, to get fucked up

And I never ever,

Actively sought,

To teach, any of them

These methods, of madness

These details, on debauchery

They decided, on their own

They, themselves, made the choice

And I provided, a means

A medium, if you will

To float in, to brew in

To ferment, in

And now, they are trained

And I, am retired

From that, particular field

Of, expertise;

The insatiable, thirst

Of Youth

© Dean R Boic 2016 (image courtesy of drunkard.com)