Gone away are the days that I would play
basketball and sit and shoot the shit
with my friends,
we would get up about ten, be on the court
by 11, and be down with the dreams by 12
We would be each others' closest confidants
throughout those years,
from '88 to '96.
God, where does the time go?
Where do the days of our youth retreat,
or when fade, our dreams and hopes to sleep?
Wonder, I always seem,
to, and I ask my Father often, where did the light
of our youth cease to gleam?
My God, why can I see no longer, friends,
the ones that were always on my team,
even when we weren't actually on the same team?