When we were young

Once we were young too,
And the skies looked new
Nothing seemed far,
Problems few.
Once we were young too,
Raring to go
Nothing to stop us,
Idealistic so.

Oh when we were young
Such ideas we had
And belief we held
In a world so mad

Seasons changed
Perhaps we were still young then
Did the vista look different?
Ideals still intact
Detached however
Unprepared we seemed
Suddenly
Caught out unawares
By the ugly one
Rearing, Feeding
Just inside
Making it known
Of a new ride

Of a ride so high
That ideals just tumbled by
Flew by, shredded to pieces
Bother to collect?
And sigh
Of a youth gone by
When ideals were high
And desperation nigh
No, not yet
No Stopping by

Once we were young too
Tinted visions
Sunny skies?
A collective rise?
An echo unheard
Yet a painful sigh
Bother to wait and collect
Perhaps reflect
In this maddening world
Of a time
When we were young?