The young alone can speak a truth so pure.
From nowhere they project a strong ideal.
But only youth could ever be so sure.

Pretense, they always say that they abjure,
While dreams of fame exert a strong appeal.
The young alone can speak a truth so pure.

They seem to think their shouts will bring a cure
For illnesses that never seem to heal.
But only youth could ever be so sure.

This truth they hold as certain and secure,
All's wrong but this: their idol's lyric zeal.
The young alone can speak a truth so pure.

They hold their privileged longing will endure
Though all before agreed to forfeiture.
The young alone can dream a truth so pure.
But only youth could ever be so sure.

Keck, Karen Rae. "Youth Alone." The New Compass: A Critical Review 4 (December 2004) [http://www.thenewcompass.ca/dec2004/keck.html]