GENERATIONS Copyright (C) 1997 by Not Nice Music
II. A COLLECTION OF OBSCURITY by Edwin M. Drogin

15. Untitled (Children of the sun)

Children of the sun
Your days have just begun
And yet you've learned to walk
And learned to will.
You've learned to talk
And learned to kill.

You build
You break.
You're skilled.
You make
A thousand things,
Wheel that spins and wire that sings.

You search
You find.
You see
Though blind.

You talk through space.
You see a face
A thousand miles away.
You change the night to day.

A million things are yours to use
A million things are yours to lose.
And yet, if one who had it lost the thing you lack
He'd gladly trade the rest to get it back.

Is this thing love?
No even less.
All it is
is Happiness.