Love, sex, marriage,
Hope, dreams and aspirations.
Future, conquest, purpose.
All have one thing in common.
They are the province
Of the young
The kingdom of youth
The brave, stupid and vital.

And the old, infirm, used?
The spent humanity?
With the wisdom of experience
Trapped in speechless bodies
The cravings of their youth
Clawing within their uselessness
They are cast off
To fade, wither, decay
Their bones laying the foundation
For the castles of the young.