Adding on years

Enhances our experiences

Multiplies our fears.

With every step of the lesson

We backpack erudition

And load tons of negativity.

Every light of goodness

Peeps through darkness

Fearing darky sweepness.

Where there is freedom

Shackles of fear roam

Until it doom.

Hold on your spirit high

Even though you fall by

Keep going through.

Shackles of bondage deep

Spirit within yell steep

For the freedom, it longed to keep.