Colin F. Jones

THE ROUNDABOUT

The fences I used to jump are rusted now,
And the Kirkleys culverts have forever gone,
But what I learned has stayed with me somehow,
For I am the result of all those things I’ve done.
In a world that exploits youth for financial gain,
I age with grace knowing I’ll not be,
One of those who caused a young man pain,
Who lacked the vision of the aged to see,
That we in youth are used then cast aside,
When strength and speed departs our weary frames,
Remembering those who beside us bravely died,
Now part of an aging wall of forgotten names;
For it will be in History, by history changed,
A story by new scholars rearranged.