Crammed coffe house, young eyes.
So fresh & yet so curious.
A dance ever so curious to the music playing.
Reality that flows with notes beats tones.
A groove tune, a smooth groove, & unending line of muses.
Beauty in the eyes, joys in the seek for knowledge.
I try to understand things that are not meant to be 
understood.
I watch as the interactions of the more attractive roam & 
flee.
I turn my mind over to wonder about the new technology 
that I see.
I am curious what the world has in store for you & me.
What shall these new beautiful minds bring to our future.
Will they present new ideas that shall open are minds, 
will the join forces with those whom continue to commit 
all sorts of crimes.
Will their influence be of a political, agricultural, 
social or spiritual nature.
The brains of tomorrow, before me today.
Will this be a positive generation?