Carpe Veritas

If rhyme and time and youth were mine
And my looks more "Ganymedic"-
Then I too might well eschew
These few lines as comedic.

For youth and truth- alas- forsooth-
Are not served in equal measures.
Surging hormones and erogenous zones
Oft blind us to subtler pleasures.

Cast not then away pearls of yesterday
In favor of today's new bright bangles.
Nor heart ignore whilst you explore
That which swells and throbs and dangles.

There's one single thing to which I cling
And recite it as my credo.
There are more things in heaven and earth
Then are dreamt of in youth's libido.

For time's a bitch- the fact of which
There is no way of flouting.
And rack and ruin come all too soon-
Of that there can be no doubting.

Here then is truth dear callow youth
And for this there's no exception-
You'll contemplate your final fate
Far more than you do your conception.