Youthful Beliefs

Ask me your question, my answer is unchanged
Ask me my name ask me about life to see where it has ranged
I'll stand, I'll shout at the top of my lungs "Rage, Revolt, Disorder"
You'll sit and stare and speak of life and say it's all about joy
You'll try and quiet me, tell me I'm nothing more than a boy
Tell me your lies, spin your web of deceit
Tell me of your conquests, tell me of the slaves who worship at your feet
I don't accept your statements, your tongue utters only lies
To destroy you is a treat. Success will be given to the first who tries

© 1993, William R. Craft, Jr. All Rights Reserved