With Age Comes Wisdom

You start out having one hundred percent.

A hundred percent faith, hope, will and trust.

As you grow up the hundred will descent.

Young and naive, you are all full of lust.

Any dream you might have can become real.

That full percentage without any dust.

A bit older, that percent seems unreal.

New experiences leave you with scars.

Friends start to lie and cheat and hurt and steal.

Even older, that hundred as far as the stars;

Trust becomes scarce and you begin to doubt.

Overwhelmed, you feel locked behind cold bars.

You reach the age where you figure it out;

That full percent now forever in drought.