As I live out my 70th year this question has become paramount with me.
I have two fears. That my generation will be seen as the last irresponsible and reckless Generation.
The second is that we won't be....
The next generation will have to do better than previous generations. My Generation took up all that was left in the slack.The line grows taunt and is beginning to stretch with the strain.
How to say everything we thought we knew about progress is wrong?
How to tell them that this path is littered with poisoned wells and tainted soils.
That brotherhood is born not in a skin
but from one soul touching another without a hand to be seen.
So now that we have angered the ocean we tell them to set sail?
We tell them they are without limits and then tell them they can't live without a world!
As sure as I'm sure about the truth of these words, I'm equally sure we did not hear them.
The only way forward is the way back.
Having no goal, we wander.
But we inject desires and with which we pour fog over the landscape we might have seen.
What good to wander if we see nothing of the world we pass though?
How to tell the youth do not follow us! We lost our way. We no longer know the good from the bad.
The only way you can go forward is to first go back.
We are not a part from nature though we have departed from her.
As She suffers from our extremity so we shall suffer in her losses
and our cries shall be one with hers.
All is not lost, but you must find a new way to go back to where we once belonged.
Shamefully, we are counting on you to save all. To save your children from the fate we handed you.
We have never so clearly failed the new generation. When our sorrows come to pass...I cannot think why the young would even bother to feed me.
When hunger is what my generation gave the poor.
I have two fears. That my generation will be seen as the last irresponsible and reckless Generation.
The second is that we won't be....
The next generation will have to do better than previous generations. My Generation took up all that was left in the slack.The line grows taunt and is beginning to stretch with the strain.
How to say everything we thought we knew about progress is wrong?
How to tell them that this path is littered with poisoned wells and tainted soils.
That brotherhood is born not in a skin
but from one soul touching another without a hand to be seen.
So now that we have angered the ocean we tell them to set sail?
We tell them they are without limits and then tell them they can't live without a world!
As sure as I'm sure about the truth of these words, I'm equally sure we did not hear them.
The only way forward is the way back.
Having no goal, we wander.
But we inject desires and with which we pour fog over the landscape we might have seen.
What good to wander if we see nothing of the world we pass though?
How to tell the youth do not follow us! We lost our way. We no longer know the good from the bad.
The only way you can go forward is to first go back.
We are not a part from nature though we have departed from her.
As She suffers from our extremity so we shall suffer in her losses
and our cries shall be one with hers.
All is not lost, but you must find a new way to go back to where we once belonged.
Shamefully, we are counting on you to save all. To save your children from the fate we handed you.
We have never so clearly failed the new generation. When our sorrows come to pass...I cannot think why the young would even bother to feed me.
When hunger is what my generation gave the poor.