Changing

April 12, 2014

Choose a change?

I must choose between my community, my world, and my own dusty shelf

But I've come to understand first must come yourself

before you start a fire you must start with just one spark

making contact with just one piece of bark

What I'm trying to say is

I need to BE the change I want to see in my world and my community

And one by one we can all strike a match for the torch of Unity

Yes I'm a dreamer, and I'm a firm believer of love.

Because If we all contained love

Showing respect wouldn't be so unheard of

If we all had love to give

People wouldn't hate to live

If I could choose a change it would be for one day

For all people to care and share

And understand there isn't a need to swear

And when we all can get along

Like a sister and a brother does

We will know a life like there never was

But first I must begin to change myself

I must clean my own dusty shelf.

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