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
Lovely! I have three boys. This is great advice 🙂
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Thank you Alana.
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What a beautiful tribute to your son!
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Or rather: your sons (plural!)
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Thank you very much. I’m glad you liked it and they as well.
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Very cool Robert. What did your sons think about the poem?
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They thought it was cool which I was surprised. I thought maybe they would roll their eyes but they really enjoyed it and they liked the poem I did for their sister.
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Nice poem. It’s wonderful you write poetry for your children.
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I want to let them know that they always matter.
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