Cloaked in the flag
Of the country of his birth
He reaches out
To embrace a new land
Trusting
Never doubting
He is a child of hope
Full of dreams and aspirations
For a better tomorrow
For a better shot at this life
For a better version of the world
Than the one he was given
What will he create
From his youthful vision
What worlds will he shape
What version of the Earth
Will he pass on
I believe it will be a better one
Full of kindness
Full of compassion
And tolerance
And peace
And gentle leadership
The world this child creates
Will be a world where art
Is cherished and respected
Where kindness
Is as commonplace
As the loving words
He spreads to all
Where tolerance
Slides from our tongues
As easily
As the many languages he speaks
Where education is no longer a concept
But a reality
A tangible, usable thing
To be used as it is meant to be
Not flaunted like trophies
Of fake gold and silver
Left to gather dust in some dark tomb
This world he creates
Will be wider and larger
Bigger and brighter
Broadened by peace
And love
And understanding
And one day in the future
In the future he creates
Children like him
Won't be called foreigners
They'll be called innovators
And leaders
And peacemakers
And revolutionists
They'll be called what they really are
Like every child
Simply called
The future
About the Creator
A. R. Ambrosi
I like to write, if that makes me a writer, then rock on!
I started writing as a child because I ran out of stuff to read. So, I only write stuff that I like. If you like it too, awesome! Enjoy! ^_^
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