The Generation Of Better

This poem is dedicated to my two big boys, who are almost as tall as me. I try to teach them to be better than my generation and the generation before. No pressure.

 

The Generation of Better

By Robert C Price

 

Born a year apart

Twin like in closeness

Yet individually representing

Two sides of a coin

 

A partnership on steady ground

Bobbing and weaving through

Unknown territory

 

Still growing, learning

And yearning

For more control

 

Adolescent behavior

No authority yet

Still have to teach

The game in order

To win

 

But the game of life

Don’t have winners

Only contestants

 

You two are much more

Than contestants

Or statistics

 

You are my flesh

My bone

My mind

My spirit

 

The generation of better

That may not screw it up

Like we did

 

Traveling towards a time

Of unlimited possibilities

 

So change the world

Into your image

My sons

Make your mark

Destroy all misconceptions

 

Follow the lead of those

Who sought out their

Destiny

 

Become revolutionary in

A society who hates

Revolution

 

I give you my blessings

To become fierce in your

Convictions

 

Become humble in praise

Become patient against

Ignorance

 

And most of all

Be seen as a

Human Being

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