Friday, March 4, 2011
I Thought I might- I still Do
that I might change the world,
Fueled with desire and a passion.
Second avenue was barely lit up,
cardboard was sprawled on the sidewalk.
The shelter closed down the doors,
the streets were dark and dangerous.
My cooler filled with milk containers ,
brown paper bags with homemade sandwiches,
they welcomed me with silent gratitude.
My thoughts dancing in my head,
I wanted to change their world.
I thought I should and could .
I thought I might some day.
There's a tree in my soul,
it's branches are adorned with leaves,
it's roots are tangled and twisted.
The past chains me with shackles,
social change has been too slow,
the need is greater than ever.
Change comes by helping one soul,
one dream that becomes a reality.
Change translates to many different possibilities .
I still believe that I might,
I still believe that I can,
change a life, for the better.