the youth

The good toppest lustre of the day

The brave hulk which makes hay

These adherent shining through blames

Is our pure ambrosial saints not flames

These souls have a new odour today

The young beautiful flash to play

We are the good children with glare

Our color candytuft shift blur

God's love mends and make the youth

The time and space that experience use

The living waters with the future frozen

Our power through the mirror was spoken

Past passion post move on the song

The uniform dance listen to the flowers wrong

Happiness blossom the rainbow nation

Our fruit bloom the path of fashion

we are like blood washing through the rails

of a sweeping banister unfolding tails