I sometimes think the young is most wise,
Many times though, they are subject to despise.
“They’re babies so naïve, they know nothing at all.
How bold of them to think they can change the world.”
Wisdom catches up though as time goes by,
And that soon hinders our ability to fly.
Foundations become firm in where they are laid,
Some cringe at the thought of change being made.
If we could become naïve just a little bit more,
We would see the world as we did before.
Around every corner awaits for us adventure,
The lions we chase will change our culture.
So, let us remember not to be to too mean,
To those who think big and continue to dream.
Let’s be naïve and dare to dream the impossible,
Cause when together we believe, we are unstoppable.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. Like it.