The
changing times
The
eyes of the young changes
In
the outside world
The
harsh reality came
The
bullying in work
The
way life turned out to be
The
eyes of the young
What
a waste forgetting about books
The
opportunities not for the low class
The
opportunities not for the less educated
The
opportunities just never came....
The
reality poked into the brain
All
my pain and sorrow
It
came rushing down
In
the world of harsh reality
When
I was not a learned person....
The
world would push me away
I
was left alone walking home
The
eyes of the young crushed badly
What
was it I left behind?
There
was still time
When
the young would learn
The
short term wasn't his cup of tea
Knowing
the harsh world around
The
self taught courses
He
learned the processes
He
took the external examinations
He
managed to crawl through
Life
could change
The
yesterday was gone
Today
was what he did
Tomorrow
could be something new
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