Youth, a poem written by Paul Anthony Obey at Spillwords.com

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Youth

written by: Paul Anthony Obey

@TheInvisiblePo1

Through the immature prism, great thinkers emerge,
Generations of bastardised thinking,
Weakness formed in upbringing as opinions converge,
Problems solved through the outcome of drinking,

Uncontrollable new minds with their needs and their wants,
Never listen to them, they’re not worth it,
Shout them down or ignore them, a natural response,
No solutions provided, they’ll take the hit,

But hang on, are they stirring, have they been inspired?
Do they have a new agent of change?
Bring them in from the cold, fresh thinking hardwired,
Replace the old seems an unfair exchange,

Flail around for their loyalty, of what they aspire,
To be when they grow up and have power,
Or ignore them as always, their hopes will expire,
Expend no more energy on this troublesome shower.

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The author, Paul Anthony Obey, born in 1970, is working class, brought up in a working class family and has raised a working class family. Married to a proud New Zealander, Nicola, they live in the North West of England and share 4 children; Ryan, Hayley, Bethany and Seth, one of each from both.

Paul has worked within the Social Housing environment for all his adult life in one guise or another, but has recently decided to write full time to share a view and hopefully inspire reaction in others to take another look at life, beyond the confines of self, question the generally accepted truth and make the World a better place for everyone. One step at a time!

My work is dedicated to all of those who believe in what I am trying to do and to some of those who don’t yet get it.