It was a gathering of minds I had not felt in ages.
Years, ages, times were long forgotten in the ignorance of youth.
Today we stood, sat, and spoke like men, proud reflections of our inner selves.
And what did we talk about in the wake of their shadows?
The same old things we kept so close between ourselves.
Two became musicians, one a bachelor savant, another a lawyer;
I looked at the records and we spoke about our lessons learned so far.
The electronic artist played his beats through the area speakers,
entertaining us all with his natural and original material.
The original beat boxers began flowing anew, ten years long, ten years strong.