Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
I am lagging slightly in my responses to comments on my poems due to a crazy schedule. I will be catching up on them soon. I have read them all and will find the time to respond, but did not want you to think I was ghosting. In the meantime, and always:
Read, Write, Rise, Realize.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
I am lagging slightly in my responses to comments on my poems due to a crazy schedule. I will be catching up on them soon. I have read them all and will find the time to respond, but did not want you to think I was ghosting. In the meantime, and always:
Read, Write, Rise, Realize.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Oh my goodness,
Oh me, oh my,
I’m only seventeen,
Too young to die.
I hit the bed early,
Mommy tucks me in,
I pray for God’s forgiveness
To cover all my sin.
Tomorrow’s my birthday
I’ll get to stay up late
As a real, bonafide adult,
Minus booze...can’t wait.
Then I will know sex
And be allowed to curse,
But until midnight’s stroke,
My childish lips will purse.
Oh my good gosh,
Oh dear heaven above,
Until the dark hour hits,
Keep me from 18+ love.
Then, my dear Lord,
I can stay ever pure;
Tomorrow I’m an adult
And will see every lure.
Ooh. Fuck yes! It’s here.
Twelve has arrived a cure.
My childish days behind me,
I’m adulting now for sure.
I need not stay in bed—
Head’s grown, ideas unfurled—
Send me right off to war,
I’m welcomed to The World™.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, May 11, 2026.
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- Comment from author about the poem: Part of the Truth, Applied collection.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments4
And Popeye says, Welcome to the glugging world! lol. He's a fine one, glugging 23h 59m of each day.
Well written. Your poem addresses themes of youth, maturity, and the innocence of childhood juxtaposed with the perceived freedoms and responsibilities of adulthood. The poet expresses both eagerness and reluctance to embrace adulthood, highlighting the conflicting feelings that often accompany this rite of passage.
They grow up far too quickly these days .. its all sin, down hill & debauchery after that .. Yeah bring it on why don'tcha .. 😎🖤🖤🖤🖤🐈⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🖤👍
Was it Vietnam where the average age was nineteen.
Some say youth is wasted on the young, but no one hesitates to send them to war before they can take a drink it seems.
REMEMBER. Your country needs you. Seems ironic doesn't it.
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