Graduation

When we thought it was over

Amidst the changes of our concern,

Despite the pass which was passed to thee,

The powers given continue to yearn.

 

They said to remember the things we learn,

To set our purpose once we were let free,

Amidst the changes of our concern.

 

But the letters and the books left unturned,

Still mix our minds until we finally see,

The powers given continue to yearn.

 

Something further on calls through fading pattern,

Telling you that maintenance was the key

Amidst the changes of our concern.

 

 You fell in to the realm that you govern,

Until you concede that it could just be;

The powers given continue to yearn.

 

What stays is both a gift but still a burn,

 As you regret that I forgot your creed.

Amidst the changes of our concern,

The powers given continue to yearn.

Author's Note

A very early poem of mine. I feel that it is not the best but some feedback will help a ton.