[ IP ] Into the depts of the Unknown

# OLD WORLD by CHRISCOLD 
 
 `` I guess it is time, finally, you see 
 Time to become a man, like me. 
 Do not worry do not fear, 
 All men heard what you now hear. `` 
 
 These words my father spoke, 
 as at age fifteen I woke. 
 
 `` But first, a phrase of caution 
 for in the green there is rotten.'' 
 
 I stared into his eyes, 
 wond'ring if my demise 
 lay within the darkest hours 
 beyond grass hills and flowers. 
 
 Finally he said last, 
 the pause in my heart passed. 
 
 `` Where you go is dark and dreary, 
 with a dull mist hanging dreary. 
 Where many child goes and cries, 
 Even a strong man's hope dies. 
 Through the mist, we hear no yell. 
 Men go in, they go through hell.'' 
 
 #. 
 My first ever WP response, decided on a poem. Critique highly appreciated.
