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 Crimson flames tied through my ears

 Rollin' high and mighty traps

 Pounced with fire on flaming roads

 Using ideas as my maps

 "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I

 Proud 'neath heated brow.

 Ah, but I was so much older then,

 I'm younger than that now.

 Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth

 "Rip down all hate," I screamed

 Lies that life is black and white

Spoke from my skull. I dreamed

 Romantic facts of musketeers

 Foundationed deep, somehow.

 Ah, but I was so much older then,

 I'm younger than that now.

 Girls' faces formed the forward path

 From phony jealousy

 To memorizing politics

 Of ancient history

 Flung down by corpse evangelists

 Unthought of, though, somehow.

 Ah, but I was so much older then,

 I'm younger than that now.

 A self-ordained professor's tongue

 Too serious to fool

 Spouted out that liberty

 Is just equality in school

 "Equality," I spoke the word

 As if a wedding vow.

 Ah, but I was so much older then,

 I'm younger than that now.

 In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand

 At the mongrel dogs who teach

 Fearing not that I'd become my enemy

 In the instant that I preach

 My existence led by confusion boats

 Mutiny from stern to bow.

 Ah, but I was so much older then,

 I'm younger than that now.

 Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats

 Too noble to neglect

 Deceived me into thinking

 I had something to protect

 Good and bad, I define these terms

 Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.

 Ah, but I was so much older then,

 I'm younger than that now.