Change

There’s a feeling in the air,
Seeping through the thoughts we bare,
Changing what we once knew.

Unsure if we dare,
Follow the movement at which we stare,
Changing what we once believed.

Unwilling to partake in the wear,
Of how we’ll eventually fair,
Changing what we once saw.

Standing up for that which we dare,
Believe is right and fair,
Changing what we once heard.

Knowing what is, is unfair,
Ready to stop and start to care,
Changing what we once spoke