So It Goes 15

It is so peculiar how the young
Make a religion out of doing what
Their elders and betters did anyway,
Without making a religion out of
It. It is so peculiar how that
They do they cover up in what they say
Only to betray it everyday, give
Away signals, give away signs, in chat
And mannerisms born of the times they
Live in and believe themselves the first grove
Who sort of chose to leave the jungle concrete
For one made of green, living scenic way
So obvious in their play misbehave
Accomodated for so long parent
Know when they go wrong, correcting subtly,
Or with stronger tells, how it will be, lave
Stronger hells that charcoals may glow fiercely
In their majority, fired up again
And set free to blow ashes away. It
Is so peculiar. How the young play.