i believe in change.
i believe a friend may not always remain a friend.
i believe we must move on.
i believe the puddles we step in will dry tomorrow.
i believe the beautiful butterfly sitting on my hibiscus will die. soon.
i believe the artist’s work will be appreciated. at least after he dies.
i believe in animals. that they should rule the earth.
i believe she will get over it. and then there will be another.
i believe in a second coming.
i believe someone is going to bomb another city soon… change its skyline.
i believe change is the only constant in our lives.
i believe … in time.
i believe
i believe i will grow up.
i believe in change...
i believe i can do better…
....far, far better.
i believe we deserve better.
i believe we can change the world.
no, not obama. we. us.
i believe it’s time for change.
no, i know it’s time for change.
….. so what am i waiting for?
4 comments:
I love all the specifics you used in this poem! And I like the space between the lines; it gives each thought time to percolate. Excellent poem! I'll be back to read more of you writings!
….. so what am i waiting for?
Waiting for someone to drop by, read this, tell you they share your beliefs too, and urge you on.
So there.
I've done it.
linda jacobs & space bar:
thank you, you both made my week.. nay, my month :)
full of hope.every bit.
i want to believe if i cry today i might laugh tomorrow too.but 'belief' is the word, it is. i can only hope for all the things, by myself plus seeing you believe. i don't know if i can believe as much as you do yet.
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