When Youth Slips To Kindergarten


We’re not far from grace

More transgressions in every day

Like we run in this predetermined race

Winning has always a better and a bigger Way


But why do we slip from progress?

Like an old man annoyed and childish

These are the misunderstandings of regress

We hide the bad things and the good things we brandish


From good points to better points

Sometimes we become naughty not nice

Once we feel the disparity of our joints

Our minds think less of the better and ponder on lies





About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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5 Responses to When Youth Slips To Kindergarten

  1. Once we feel the disparity of our joints

    made me giggle. How grumpy we can be when we are aching.

  2. eebrinker says:

    perhaps. though filters of unhappiness are easily turned into shields of joy.

  3. Ocean Ofelia says:

    Wow! I love that you wrote this. I have been pondering the same thing as of late. I don’t want to lose the glow and somedays I feel it fading. Love this one C.

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