Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

Currents of Change

Like the waves erode the sand,
My future erodes my present.
In and out comes the current of change,
Bringing in new views,
Taking out old contamination.
But not all of it has gone into the sea of time.
There still lies remnants of what was,

And those fragments are like pebbles in my shoes.



Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!




Site Feedback