THE PROMISE OF TOMORROW

The promise of tomorrow

Depends upon the way

We honor all the blessings

That are ours today.

 

Can we hear the voices

Of the children yet unborn?

Do they call to us with gratitude,

Or do we hear their scorn?

 

Are we so wrapped up with taking

That we forget to give?

Wasting every resource

That allows the future to live.

 

Have we killed the promise

Of tomorrows yet to be?

Or will we stop the plunder

Of our greed's insanity?

 

The children of the future

Sing out in the night.

Their song asks for mercy,

A release from their plight.

 

We can make a difference,

We can show we care,

By honoring all the blessings

Of fire, water, earth, and air.

 

Jamie Sams in Earth Medicine