There is no way They can completely understand us— For we have been experiencing A new perspective On life For years now. It would take them but minutes To eclipse the miles On which we have spent hours traveling. The path is paved. A problem arises though. The longer their procrastination, The increasingly insurmountable The river will become— To bridge or span. Wake up! Hurry! Rip Van Winkle Has overslept his welcome, And may die soon, As we all might— If he is not awakened.