Change doesn't come from knowing,

from seeking to understand,

shackled to the expectations of a weary world

or ancient battle still in play.

Change doesn't come from seeing,

from hearing what is said,

silencing the cries within a tired soul.

Change comes from words,

those actions without reservation

that rip assunder that which was

and bring about a new tomorrow in the sun.

Change comes from walking,

a warrior's step ahead of yet another

until the blood is shed from the womb of possibility

into the realm of that which is,

from change,

inevitable...