Yansie Rolston
How will we, can we understand what is our true purpose
Our brain is not even yet fully mature
You expect us to fill some really big boots
Can’t you see that we are still seeking, searching, growing
Help us, nurture us, guide us, show us love, care and compassion
Embrace our inquisitiveness, be patient with our naivety
Stop putting us down, stop blaming us,
We are not the cause of all ills in society
Show us respect, that same respect that you demand of us
We are not all thugs, we are not all in gangs
We are not all layabouts, some of us have great plans
Plans to make a positive difference to society
Plans to be the best that we can be
Come speak with me, so you can understand my reality
There is so much wrongs that together you, me, we need to put right
But you too have to take some blame, take a share of the responsibility
Acknowledge that you have flaws, don’t sugar-coating your past,
Admit that at times you messed up too
Allow us freedom of expression, listen and hear our opinion
Don’t you realise when you impose your views on us, t’s a form oppression
We want to spread our wings, we want to emulate your vision
We want to build upon the foundations
We want to continue what the ancestors started
Believe it or not, one day we too will become the Elders
That is a scary thought for someone so young, but that is the truth
Share with us your books, your knowledge, your stories
Walk with us along the way, and guide us when we falter
We know your journey has been tough
Growing up as a child with no mobile phone, no Instagram, no snapchat
It’s hard for us to imagine life like that, Elders you all had it very rough
We salute you for all that you have done and continue to do
An thank you for your inspiration and wisdom
