As the World Turns

As the World turns clock hands rotate in circular motions For the hours I count in hopes of all of them to freeze For the silent moments I think to myself of the time that has passed The person who stares to the ground while they walk on the streets One step they take going farther into a direction yet known As the world turns so do the heads In search for some kind of entertainment In hopes of satisfying the need to laugh or gossip The world is funny As the world turns there is always a voice that speaks But yet there are so many secrets and miscommunications Words roll of the tongues of today's generation The people expected to continue whats been started Blood sheds before a tongue slips As the world turns there is always the word change If there is a yearn for change why is there a display of consistency?