Change

Change

A Poem by drea

People speak of change like it is a rare fruit
you have to hunt it down
and squeeze
hard.
People also take for granted the small scope of their vision, 
the rushing just beyond their peripherals.
Sometimes coercion,
or manipulated direction 
become fill in dummies for change.
A new generation's rushing
onwards towards stagnation
emotion 
no vision
sold with logos and acronyms.
We're really shaking it up now.
If we ever were the change
it would have to have the ability to be embodied.
We're just pawns to the flow,
the unrest,
the chaos.
Digging our heels into the objective realm
we can shift perception
and fashion
the larger social conscious
but not fates collection.

© 2011 drea


Author's Note

drea
I don't know how to end this....

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drea
drea

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