CHANGE

Another day has come, Another night is loss

Present turns to past heading into the future

What is my future?

Will yesterday catch tomorrow

Bringing tomorrow into today

Is the future defined by redundancy

Does my past interpret my present

Will I be freed of the inequities preceding me

Will the weight of the stocks be lifted off my shoulder

Or is my soul to be damned for eternity, cast into a lonely oblivion

Can my present transcend my past and represent my future

Can my deeds of today carry the weight of yesterday’s despondencies

For another day will come, another night will pass

When the stars sleep and the sun breathes

I will be standing there, Ready, Willing, and Free.