Never.
Never tell a young person
They will run out of time.
Never.
They won't understand.
Time for the young is forever.
Time, plenty of it.
And they're mostly right.
For a while.
When time is forever.
When you're young.
So, if you need to talk about time
Running out.
Talk to someone with age
Under their belt.
They'll know what you're
Talking about ... uh huh!
They hear the clock ticking
All the time.
Damnit all, they might think.
But they know the clock ticks
for them ... for all of us.
And it's okay.
As my friend said,
"I just hope the end is easy."
Something us enders all hope for.
Us enders.
So, don't tell the young
That time runs out.
They'll think you're nuts.
And maybe that's true.
A little crazy now and then.
About life and its
Fleeting story.
Sure, that's all right.
Tell the young to go for it.
Stretch their wings.
Fly high.
Build their dreams.
The world needs their naiveté.
Their boundless energy.
Enthusiasm.
Hope and foolish daring.
Tell the young:
"You can do it."
"Don't be afraid."
"Take great risks."
The world needs this.
And the young will give it.
Until they tire.
And become enders.
And then another team takes the field.
The young benchers.
Waiting for their moment.
When Time says: "Your turn!"
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