Monday, November 7, 2016

ON SUBSTANCE

New blood
Young blood
Don't you get cocky, now
There are rules for staying 'round
And you can't teach 'em to yourself, Child

Young thing
Hot thing
Today's clapping while you sing
What's tomorrow gonna bring?
Proof that substance never goes out of style 

What you're doing has been done
It's just the players that change
They lose their stride
They pass away
But what they left looms large every day
And what you think is yours 
Is screaming out their names

You toss out what you should use
When wisdom comes you refuse
Then time reveals that this and that 
Are not the same
Imitator? 
Innovator?
What's your name?

New blood
Young blood
Right where you are 
Is where someone else stood long ago
Take your time; Slow your grind
Excellence, you see, takes time
Ask a question
Take advice
Expand your mind

Young thing
Hot thing
Open your ears
In case tomorrow comes
You'll have something to say
Not "I'm sorry"
"Wasn't thinking"
"My bad, ya'll"
"Oh, I was drinking"
But words that will inspire; validate
Give another generation 
Guidance
Choices
Education
And your gift will be 
To see the mark you made
vrw©2016
  


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