The Battle of the Young

The lads call in to bring me into their night.
Knocking so loud when the suns still bright.
Shouting about the voyages ahead….
Dragging me into the ocean of the dead.

When the groups of us youth go out to attack,
For the pride in our name, behind society's back
When we take the high road and shiver in fear
Yet stand highly still in the bliss of our tears.

We know not what we're doing in this crazy world.
The drugs heavy on us not given but hurled…
When others say yes and the brave say no.
How far can we venture, how deep can we go?

When a crowd journeys out deep into the wild,
And finds a new game played by a child.
Where ecstasy crushes the thoughts of our brains,
Where we shiver still cold under the rain.

I ask to heaven on what's soon to come?
With all this harsh violence and rat race run.
Do we stand still alone and wait for the fight?
To struggle through manhood in this ages light.

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