Very Bad Archive
Act Your Age
Justin W. Grover
The sky has finally turned black
Sounds of the world have faded
Bombs are no longer on track
To the enemies that we've hated
The ocean has finally gone dry
There's nowhere left to swim
Sixty-seven, nothing left to try
Our future is looking grim
You've been going on for too long
Getting greedy in your old age
You feel as if you don't belong
You're penning your last page
Now that football season's done
You're bitchy all the time
And you're not having any fun
Seventeen years past your prime
Pushed to your temple
Like a pen to paper
Nothing's fun anymore
Grow up and act your age
Relax, this won't hurt
(In Memory of Hunter S. Thompson)
Justin W. Grover has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Justin W.'s terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Justin W.'s latest works: