We each in our youth
have Perfection's Eye
gazing there for the Perfect One;
reading faces passing by
piling high our hopes and dreams. Our Idealism glows.
Youth fired by its very youth
see nothing but opportunity
dreaming as youths do
with that grand ignorant courage
which gives us civilizations bent.
Each generation it seems
new to the world
then proceeds
to do what us older ones
said couldn't be done.
And they do it
I suspect
just to prove us wrong.
They do make things anew
until some of them
grievously harmed
swap youthful courage
for world-weary sophisticated cynicalness.
And thereby
is
civilizations loss
because cynics
don't build Futures
only the Youth Do.