you, child

you, child, are not the future, and do not
let anybody tell you
that you are.
for generations come and
go like wind. but you!
you are the light!
it is from you
that we must learn,
the wisdom of your hands.
and even as we clean the mess you make,
you’ll be responsible
for all our crimes
so here is to the
and today, i do confess that i am