Drew HurleyAs yet I speak with muted tongue,
And have not voice, nor will, to rise above the throng.
Rebel I at the ambiguities of life,
Yet still I learn and seek ethereal truth.
I am inept;
Questing not the ephemeral glamour of bright lights.
Languish I within the solitude of mind,
Far off the beaten track.
I search for nature as a child,
And revel in the might of scholarship.
Sing I the cadence of my generation,
Our hope for the futures to come.
I prepare now for the work only just begun;
Destinies are within the scope of my expanding will.
Now I feast upon the impetuous genius of youth,
Tomorrow I will arise.
Tomorrow I will speak.
Tomorrow, I will be heard.
I will change the world.
Tuesday, 04-May-2010 14:47:42 EDT