Poem of The Week

Old Rebel

Your never to old to be a rebel
let loose with manic mood.
Send shivers down the spine
of the path you want to choose.

Dance on the tables
Decorate the walls
Throw bricks at passers by,
but don't let the young bucks
make your spirit grown and die.

If you want to be a rebel
it's in your heart and in your soul,
and the things you say and do
will truly make you whole.

Never let age separate you from your will,
for life is to short
so take the anarchy pill.