In The World Of Adulthood

Those remaining, In the playing of their silly games... In a sustained immaturity, Find themselves wishing to undo... What it is they have done they do, Once to them it has been acknowledged... Those remaining, In the playing of their silly games... In a sustained immaturity, Have lost all credibility... In the world of adulthood, Where children dressed 'as' adults... Are not allowed to impress, With a childish foolishness to be accepted. 'Comeon! You can't take a joke? ' ~I use to accept fools with a suffering done... Of their antics too. At one time. But a seriousness of my life, And in my mind... Seemed to have overnight, Risen to the top of my priority list. And adults who are mature, Are the only folks I wish to deal with. And they today appear difficult to find. Call it... A plateau of maturity reached.~