It's amazing how many great poets have, at one time or another, written a poem entitled Song. I feel hesitant about adding another one to the list, especially since this is not the work of any great poet, but I think the message is a worthwhile one. We are always told to Node For The Ages; and what is more important for posterity than the feelings of ordinary people? If not for its poetic merit, this is relevant for the feelings I attempted to convey.
I'm
young; I haven't been here long.
I feel old, for
the days are long.
In all this time, I have not found
A sky that I could watch for hours,
Or just a patch of soft, black
ground
Half-
overgrown with
fragrant flowers
Where I could
while the time away;
Where I could plant my
flag and say:
"
This is the place where I belong."
But still, I haven't been here long.
Still time to search and find it yet;
Still time to
learn and to
forget.
In all this time, I have not found
A girl with
understanding eyes,
Whom I could
wrap my arms around
And never let her go. The
lies
Have had me searching
everywhere,
And had me finding
nothing there.
Still time to search and find her now;
Still time to show the
sunset how.
I feel old, for the days are long.
I have to find where I belong.