the smell of virgin pages wafted through the swinging doors

and the croaking speech he'd heard from countries counselors before

they said "we all care for you, we know how you suffer

but I know you can succed, I used to have it so much rougher"



there's hope in the words and emotion in the eyes

it's so easy to be misled by the savvy gentle guise

and like fools we trust the delivery

but it's all just drunk sincerity



in maternal family assembly poised regarding the blue tube

the numbers crept up higher and the hawks stayed out of view

then the generals said "we dont want our boys dead

your sons and your husbands will be coming back heroes soon"



with steam, heat, and rhythm in the back seat of the car

and adolescent perspective projecting life's forecast to the stars

you heard love from the lips and you were rapt by the hips

and the promise was eternal but you couldn't see that far