Wednesday, March 23, 2011

I am the New Generation

My beautiful mother ran away from a falling nation to save a new generation
Giving birth in the middle of a new country that she didn’t understand
Declaring that I am the new generation
Teaching me to speak multiple tongues in multiple cultures  
Reminding me not to forget the sacrifices that many made for a promise of a nation
Because I am the new generation

who will lead a nation shrouded in darkness into the light
who will uplift a nation’s tears into rainbows
who will turn the rubble into glorious statues
who will change the burned ashes into a valley of roses

who will add ideas and new inventions to the envy of the world
who will turn time into a future of a prosperous first world nation
who will shine the Pearl of the Indian Ocean until it shines brighter than any star
who will pick up the discarded flag and waving it high to join the other nations

So much faith my mother has in me as the new generation
Filling my head with history, poetry, and politics
Singing the words of our national anthem as my lullaby
Preparing me to become to the new generation

I confess that I don’t believe in her dreams
I am not that clever or strong to save a nation like a hero in a movie
I am clever enough to know that there is no such thing as I am the new generation
It doesn’t exist it is only
We are the New Generation

We are the New Generation who will   
who will lead a nation shrouded in darkness into the light
who will uplift a nation’s tears into rainbows
who will turn the rubble into glorious statues
who will change the burned ashes into a valley of roses

who will add ideas and new inventions to the envy of the world
who will turn time into a future of a prosperous first world nation
who will shine the Pearl of the Indian Ocean until it shines brighter than any star
who will pick up the discarded flag and waving it high to join the other nations

My beautiful mother always did hate to wait
But she has to wait for all the mothers to
Fill our head with history, poetry, and politics
Sing us the words of our national anthem as our lullaby
Prepare us to become to the new generation

Only then when we are ready, strong, and together to declare as one that
We are the New Generation.

Sindiya Darman
Copyright © 2011

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