The future sings in restless hearts,
Where new hope stirs and embers wake –
It echoes not in faded years
Nor timelines bound for longing’s sake.
You wear the dawn upon your brow,
The world ahead for you to make.
You do not owe the past your dreams,
Nor chase the ghosts of “golden” days;
No fragile myth of yester-glow
Can know the sun you’ll set ablaze.
Let memory whisper wisdom’s song –
But never let it guide your ways.
This world is soil in eager hands,
Where seeds of kindness take to root,
Where towers built from lessons sore
Invite each heart and mind to shoot.
Tear down the fences, open gates –
Let tolerance be your pursuit.
You are the authors, bold and young,
Whose voices shape tomorrow’s sky;
Compassion’s ink will pen your laws,
And justice make your standards high.
The world you want has not yet been,
But through your striving it will rise.
Look not behind to mottled dreams,
No age was golden, pure, or kind –
Let honest vision light your path,
Leave fear and prejudice behind.
For history remembers those
Who dared to change the human mind.
Build cities bright with gathering,
Where every colour learns to thrive;
Create with courage, dream with fire –
Demand that dignity survive.
Let opportunity be bread,
And hope the wine by which you strive.
The future is a trembling note
Upon a string you now command.
So build a world where all belong,
Where every voice and vision stand.
With open eyes and open arms,
Remake tomorrow by your hands.
