This Change Poem by Robert Goltz

This change is deadly.
When we slave ourselves to our nature.
When we destroy every glimpse of innocence.
When we violate our senses.
When we grow into desolation.
When we exchange our morality.
When we become driven towards addiction.
When we discover rights in all the wrong places.
When we ignore the explicit.
When we welcome insanity.
When we bare the wrong arms.
When we discover the absolute.
When we provide the simplicity.
When we improvise the mechanism.
When we stare into nonsense.
When we provide the wrong message.
Our change is righteous.

Our change is righteous.
When we give into their will.
When we are accepting of disgust.
When we accept their (our) differences.
When we eliminate all threats.
When we are absolute.
When we allow permanence to be measured.
When we believe in the better.
When we give what we’ve got.
When we apply their sedition.
When we suck out the doers.
When we margin the believers.
When we carry on without question.
When we carry their weight.
When we apply their burden.
When we are all the same.
This change is deadly.