In times of change, we stand on cliffs and peer into the far abyss
Our Janus heads look fore and aft as choices pluck upon our sleeve
We measure time in fluid motion, rate the value of each kiss
and judge the feelings of each moment, those which bless and those which grieve

we run from school to work and earn, and spend our wages on such toys
as parents hate: we drink and learn to make our loves and stay out late
girls give birth and miss exams, not graduates of maths but boys
who boast, but fear that burden№s weight, young victims all of that first date

Decisions splinter lives and cause deep fissures in the rocks we climb
each chasm up new paths for us to take and thus attain
some new experience or skill for us to utilise in time
the tools which help us in our work, that wisdom we may gain
• by Serenwyl