Youth, how are you?

By: Bon Jovi B. Andaya

To where are you, youth of today

If thou a street a wanderer
Nothing nourishment, nothing harbour
Freedom is your fun, spoils of worthiness

What foot-path do you follow?

If you are the victim of a broken family
Unable to read, inept to write
So, he friend the drug, he makes the liquor comrade

How is the hope

If you are the only hope of the people
Participant in a robber and slaughter
Frequency, dungeon is the station

Youth, what road do you intend to go

The crooked you now follow
Wrong habit, why not you recant
A life that awakes you
Tomorrow, free of those sorrows.
 “Meeting at Night”
Robert Browning

The grey sea and the long black land

And the yellow half-moon large and row;
And the startled little waves that leap
In a fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And the quench its speed I’ the slushy sound.

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;

Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, thro’ its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each.