His words have so much depth
For such a young man
So much vision and truth
When my age seems to only blind me
At times I wonder where they come from
This new generation of poets
How can they know so much about life
When they have seen so little
But then I wonder, have they seen so little
Maybe their lives are bigger, fuller
Maybe their dreams are more real
And that makes their words so full of meaning
Maybe they’ve watched us, their elders
And learned from what we did not
That would make it all worth while I think
If we could in any way be a small bit responsible
For the wonders of this next generation
It just might all be worth while