In wiser times
A timely wave
Of youthful oblivion
Would cover the tracks
Of existential question marks
Traced in the black and white paths
Of a hazy and shallow mind
No need to reason why
Just be
Being with a frenzy
Animal agility sculpted
In pimply puppy fat
Raging relentlessly
With irresistible relish
Against an unfair world
Not so now
Hollowed out with time
Sharp ideals have spread
And thickened into
Sagging, heavy-hipped uncertainties
That sit sagely
In twilight shadows
Behind faded veiled truths
Furtively twitching
Half-drawn curtains of hope
To pry unseen,
With tired eyes and dull aching
On the distant bleak and blurred figures
Of countless unanswered questions
Scurrying by
Homeward bound