Back in the morning
I am mourning
The loss of my middle age.
The children are growing fast
Soon the will be the hooligans
roaming the street of the city
Like we expected
In order to make the most
of being almost adult
(And they should, life is short)

We will curse them and make
their more miserable then it
could be
(by default and tradition)

We have seen this in our self
and now we know and demand
that the teenager behave badly
Like they are supposed to do
and that is good

Soon the war will begin
and their energy will be
channeled into more
destructive things

That mountain, the place
I wanted to show my son
might never be seen by him
if that happens


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