Sometimes we push it a bit too far
Trying to find out just who we are.
Often we speak and move out of line
But a happy medium is hard to define.
Our lives are joyful, we never knew sorrow-
We played through yesterday,
and lived for tomorrow.
One day we'll awake, and start life anew
Knowing life's hard for us
as it was for you.
We toil and try and we wonder why
Our ceiling o success is as
high as the sky;
What waits before us is greater
than that behind,
What lies at our feet is
us to find.
We go to life's window to look
at the view.
And we see our generation is
filling the gap
Of the void yours will leave
when it takes its nap.
We lay our heads on a pillow of potentials
Rest assured that we have the essentials.
That life as we want is within our grasp
To save the world all we need do is ask.
We have our own dreams of gold,
Dreams so deep that only the heart can hold.
With our minds, we paint the picture of success,
With our hearts anxieties'
pains are recessed.
All we need is some elbow room
Just some fresh air to make us bloom.
And we'll show you how the world can be
A more wonderful place for
you and me.
Give us that chance, a chance to speak,
The urge to create, the opportunity to seek.
Let us make this world a better place to live-
We've got the tools-we have ourselves to give.
~John C Beattie, Jr.



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