Many want to change the world
And in their belief to make it better,
In their minds that idea has swirled, and whirled
And they wanna be the pacesetter.
They wanna change the rules and the laws
On how to better serve and live,
They'll even make many random falls, and calls
Telling all what is the best way to love and give.
We suffer more in our own imagination
Than what we ever really do in reality,
Sometimes our creation, is our damnation
And later even our own fatality.
Everyones thinking is always difficult
That's why most people enjoy to mock and judge,
Sometimes though it's an insult, of an adult
When others hold unto a grudge.
In times destruction and hate and hurt is hurled
As many places that priority is on the highest shelf,
Everyone thinks of changing the planet, many won't have it
But, many never even think of just changing themself.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem