Reflection of Change Letter
Dear Change,
As I peer back into the past many questions arise
Questions about our troubling times
How few the changes we have seen
Though we keep saying that we’re improving
That things are getting better
I keep seeing the past repeating
Cycling through a loop of depression
That shatters the spirits of man
We stay in captivity and Judge from our view
That makes it seem that everyone else is in a cage
While we roam free doing all the things that we please
Changing our environment as we see fit
However, we never realize that we are the ones looking out not in
Delivering a closed minded view of the world we see
For once the eyes have been opened it can’t be unseen
We resist the idea of our encampment for it takes away freedom
However, it’s this very lie that we accept that keeps us trapped
We refuse to accept our reality which only makes our cage grow smaller
For how can you escape from your confinement if you deny its existence
To make a change you must first accept the world’s predicaments
A concept simple in practice but hard in application
For who willingly welcomes the pain
The anguish that this world seems to bring
Devouring the poor weak souls without the strength to fight their way through
Who long since lost the light of hope
For every time it appeared the world took it away
The great vision that we keep seeing
Slowly fading away until it’s nothing but a dream
Possible on in the confines of the mind
For we don’t take action beyond the realms of dreams
Too afraid of the results we may see
Never realizing that while we fear the world crushing our dreams of change
That we’re the ones that are destroying it every day
Letting it die out before even a speck of its light can be seen
For we lack the conviction to follow through
To stick to our hopes no matter what
Even if the world comes and stand in our way
We need to keep fighting until it's removed from our path
The world while strong and resistant to change
Can’t stop us if we put our heart in our demands
Throwing away our fear and doubt that holds us back
So that we can open our cage and wings
So that we can sour and show the world the power of our dreams
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