Dear Youth

Viv Wigley

On social media and TV, in papers that we buy, bodies well honed and muscles toned, the gorgeous greet our eyes. Through pouting lips in selfies, tousled hair and perfect tans, parading in some foreign place for legions of their fans.

To all innocent youngsters for that perfect look they seek, each Venus and Adonis in their eyes, have reached their peak.

But pursuing the unobtainable is a voyage crewed by fools, in the waters of self-worship run aground in shallow pools. For with each new morning sunrise we turn another page, and time flows like a river and on it floats our age.

We treat this Earth like gods but immortal we are not, friends, family, possessions transient, your life is all you’ve got.

Oh, youth be kind, be selfless and thus you’ll live life well, for precious looks will fade with time and old age will be hell.