Usual for sun to rise and set
Time for stars and moon to rise
Bringing tender light
Penetrating through yonder windows

Seeds sprout and grow into trees
Axes and hoes remove them with the roots
Time for the youths to lead
With the freshly acquired skills

When tired and retired men join the army
With their rusted guns and short-sighted eyes
Clinging to the old days’ styles and tricks
Ignoring the fresh and tender skills

They call us babies in our forties
Calling themselves youths in their seventies
When we deny corruption as Peter denying Jesus
Naming us rebels of the family

Undermined for ages as David by Goliath
Failing to live to your words as Mandela did
Knowing the best time to leave the stage
Restraining the serious revolt to happen soon