RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS
The Children
The child who grows up
In this world of modern madness
Must be of special countenance
Of stubborn strength and endurance
Of ingenious imagination
Of talents beyond our comprehension
Of skills as yet untapped
For their world will challenge them
As we were never challenged in ours
In their hands we leave the
abolition of war
In their hands the health of the
planet
In their hands the survival of the
species
In their hands the balance of
global power
In their hands the scourge of
poverty
In their hands the strength of
democracy
Previous generations have tackled
Problems of critical importance
But none rise to the magnitude of
those
Confronting this generation
Previous generations have embraced
the
Challenge of going to the moon
Crossing oceans to uncover new
continents
Finding peace in a world at war
Toppling dictators and hereditary
monarchs
Conquering disease and advancing
medicine
Building monuments of engineering
Mastering miraculous technologies
None of these challenges
However great and earth changing
Compares to what the future holds
For the children of today