Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Complete

Design the world, young man
As it is your home
Molecular architecture at it's finest
Make the world something to be proud of
Don't let the hate drown you in your dreams
It is only as bad as you make it seem

Set forth, young man
Journey forward
March into April with glory
Let no showers rain on your parade
And spring forward, allow no attack
For only you can hold Fall back

Step out of the door
You're no longer the boy playing on the floor
But a man who will do great things, I'm sure
Make the world your home and not your war
As this day I have been waiting for
Though I am old, tired, and sore

I love you, young man
You, and nothing more

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