Now That I'M Growing Young

Now that I’m growing young / into my second childhood I’ve decided to forsake / brooding brows and swinging mood All things that I tell now / and all stuff that I read All thoughts I jot on paper / must be understood by a kid. Now that I’m growing young / turning green once more I have decided to think simple / leave behind the abstract’s door All things that I do now / all thoughts that I seed All words I shoot from mouth / must be understood by a kid. Now that I’m growing young / I must not find it hard To not beat about the bush / speak straight not mincing word All words that I speak or write / all words the others read All my penning on the paper / must be understood by a kid. Now that I’m growing young / I must break each old rule Make clarity my hallmark / lucid expressions my tool Whatever price I have to pay / would not pay the abstruse a heed All my outpouring on the canvas / must be understood by a kid.