Dreaming Change
A world so unstable, a life so constantly in flux,
we face the inevitable, never believing too much.
As our best laid plans never fall into place,
a life of uncertainty, while our hopes are defaced.
Fear and despair, seem the flavor of the day,
some resign themselves, they may even kneel to pray.
For a sign, a little help, from beyond their grasp,
a place to lay blame, repeating sins of their the past.
This night as we lay our heads down to rest,
into a world, dreams that will never deny our request,
The true nature of change, we may finally see.
this life of free will, created, just as we want, need it to be.
Stoic
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