Journey of Adolescence

As I stumble blindly through my teenage years

I hear voices cautioning me

I never listen.

Revelling in the delights of youth

It seems like Eternity belongs to me.

Youth means so many things:

A cloudless sky; An unspoiled beach;

The innocence of a pure love.

I tend to forget, in my glee

Those who are less fortunate than myself.

Yet, across the oceans

There is a different view of adolescence.

A youth in a poor village

Begs for food

For if he should stop

He would not survive another day.

In his language the word 'hope' does not exist

Third world poverty is all he knows

Yet, throughout his poor existence

He has never lost the ability to smile.

He looks at the same cloudless sunny sky with shining eyes

And he sees the whole world as beautiful.

GA Price