The smell of virgin pages wafted through the swinging doors and the croaking speech he'd heard from countries counselors before they said "we all care for you, we know how you suffer but I know you can succed, I used to have it so much rougher" there's hope in the words and emotion in the eyes it's so easy to be misled by the savvy gentle guise and like fools we trust the delivery but it's all just drunk sincerity in maternal family assembly poised regarding the blue tube the numbers crept up higher and the hawks stayed out of view then the generals said "we dont want our boys dead your sons and your husbands will be coming back heroes soon" with steam, heat, and rhythm in the back seat of the car and adolescent perspective projecting life's forecast to the stars you heard love from the lips and you were rapt by the hips and the promise was eternal but you couldn't see that far