Old School

“Old School”

Boy! You think growing up makes you Cool,

But that IDEA is Damn very Fool,

I Think there’s nothing like an OLD SCHOOL.

From Stone age, to the Old age,

From modern to savage,

But the days that we loved were that of Vintage.

In childhood we built castles of clay,

From Dawn to Dusk together we play,

But life goes on, there’s no other way.

I remember the days when we played in sand,

No fixed ground, and no fixed land,

Why we grow up so big very soon,

Miss those days when we looked at the moon,

And of course, watching daily cartoons.

Misbehaved! And Mom gave a slap,

Long night’s sleep, and long day’s nap,

Just like an OLD SCHOOL,

With funky cloths and a cap.

Left those days and moments behind,

Want ‘em back and rewind,

Want those days to be seize,

Just like water in cold weather, gets freeze.

A B C D we learned that day,

Friendships which lasted, no longer than a day,

But I want to talk about it when that friend is by my side,

From SHORTS to JEANS we walked side by side,

But now we’re up for our LAST RIDE.

For those moments with my friends,

I’m cheerful, joyful and thankful,

AND YEAH!

There’s nothing like an OLD SCHOOL.

-          By : Kevin “The Knight” Patira

To my friends from Old School