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)


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