Remembering
When we were young
We followed a noble cause
Forged by poverty and injustice
We tried to change a system
Now those days are gone
The causes still remain the same
Our path is rutted and worn
All we have now is remembering
When we were young and brave
© Ceol
November 15th, 2009 at 6:29 pm
In your poem ‘Remembering’ I see the young of the revolution now grown old and sad…the change they fought for had not happened…the cause was still the same.
Coastpoet