Inexperienced adulthood
Like the earth held on to the counting droplets and made lakes, rivers and oceans I shall hold on to the fragments of joy, despair and imagination for who knows they might become an identity See, the boy who remained committed to art The person who never followed most trends with his generation Then young fellows come up once a while Whom nobody in the world understands Sometimes due to the age they are in and sometimes because the listener never fought the battle themselves Somehow my heroism is never encouraged, but exemplified how a man understood and fought for his values I tell the young kids all Cousins or nieces and nephews Why I render their parents stupid Why listening to the heart is as important as applying the brain How to deal with the long letters getting delivered but never been responded And many other things whose learning hasn't arrived yet But they are all on the way There are no wise men who have known it all And even if they did, then what's th