And The Waves

When I awake each morning I see waves.
The generations are coming and going
in turbulent, undefined currents
violently crashing over the lands.
And they try and try to direct the kids.
But changing a mind these days
is as hard as trying to hold the water.
Kids, yes, I've been there.
I've seen the tragic, youth inspired nightmares.
And yes, I have lived them too. Sometimes more than all of you.
But I have no more to say.
I am no longer in my youth.
And towar the end of it, I panicked about my lack of
time changing rhetoric,
so I wrote a flurry of useless words.
But most often, empty words are worse than not writing at all.
This world is a rapid place.
I paused.
And stored my words out.
I learned to let them out in segments,
gathering meaning as they rolled from my pen.
I learned how to live.
I am alive now.
There is an ever changing current at my feet
repeatedly washing away, erasing
every memory I cannot bare
to remember.