The Future Are The Young Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

the young are the future.

What worries me although I will not live in the future
is the young people those with little education no prospect
beginning their life as losers.
We and the police of money are to blame they were not
in our mind forgotten in the miasma of big-city poverty.
The young form bands it gives them a sense of belonging
defending their turf and knives sit loosely in the sheath.
I believe we need a political party free of class, an abomination
race and creed, a society that is all-inclusive and open for all
in short a benign system.
Will we get this utopia for the next generation, I fear not
but when a few survivors of the looming disaster sit
on the shores of Himalaya fishing for mackerel we my get there
providing there is no dispute about fishing rights.