Will to change…

Its been weeks since I have written, the flow seems at an ebb

Its been a while since I have spoken, the words don’t seem to come

Its been some time since I have felt, sence of touch is hardened I guess

Its been a long time since

 

Life has a way of breaking the monotony

Life has a way of waxing and waning

Its not life that I blame for the ebb

Its just that I have lost and learned to hold on no more

 

The choices were made long before I was even introduced to them

I ignored them, I even thought I would circumvent them

Apologies are in order, a sorry would do some good I feel

But for the diatance , but for the choices we have no control over

 

I have found what I was looking for, I have lived a life time it seems

None to blame but my self for the mistakes, none but me to applaud for the achievements

Some would say it’s the nature of lady luck, others applaud the talent

All I have to add is that I have always had an angel to watch over me

 

Yet incomplete I feel, shouting among a hoard of strangers

Wanting for them to listen, to hear those words unsaid

Listening to myself I am astounded at the noise within

Louder than the loudest explosion, deafening me slowly

 

Each day we hear sounds, each day noise surrounds us

Do we care to listen, do we care to pay heed

Numerous are the cries of people in torment, numerous are the people in pain

We walk along, we ignore, we cross the street or we change our path

 

Doubtful is it that we want to change, unsettled are we in what we do

The world seems on the brink, yet leaders want to flaunt their power

Meetings and conferences change nothing, but will the will to change

Have we chosen the right people, can they make the difference