I keep getting request for this poem that comes near the end of my talk. I did not know it was a poem, but if they're going to call it that, who am I to resist? (Find a handout poster of this here.)
This is about the world that we give to our children. They are not fooled (like we are) and they see the world for what it is. Just as children are often not fooled by magicians, too often we are. The magicians of today are everywhere, constantly distracting us from what we once knew to be vital.
Why do we treat unhappiness in children as the most frightening of diseases and must be treated with medications?
When everything is possible, is that a sign of a world that is vital, optimistic and hopeful - or is it a sign of a world that is tired and wants to sleep?
We are modern, we are distracted, we are clever.
Children are the message we send to the future. What are we trying to say?
Modern times
Nothing can wait.
Nothing can satisfy.
Nothing can last.
No one can be unhappy.
No one can be judged.
No one can be trusted.
Nothing is hidden.
Nothing is forbidden.
Nothing is certain.
Everything is a need.
Everything is a choice.
Everything is possible.
