Youth

Youth

Flipping through leafs of youth
It occurred to me
A silhouette of east wind
Had assassinated a naïve dream
Slashed was your wrist
Dropped was my blood
Who had burnt our box of secret
Light of future dimmed
Yet it wasn’t the moment of extremity
Despair might suppress
But it would never prevail
As long as faith sustained
Malleable personality
Could turn into adamant will
Jettisoned was an old burden
Embraced was the acme
You and I still faced a new challenge…

Written by Jerski Bjorksen