Make a change they say
Do is different but change must come
The beauty of the world still alive
And the human race still kind
But it has its devious twists

Where are we on the map?
Next to the bombing, the shooting,
And the suicide
That’s how we’ll find each other
Tragedy scatters on a map of the world
Like a shotgun blast delivered from the moon

Make a change they say
Do is different but change must come
At our fingertips; endlessness
More information than benefits
And we spread our wings to explore
For hours without knowing another’s face

Is there more power in a blog
Than a marching army of belief?
Oh, the inspiration we stir while
It’s easier to share than to be
The change we want to see
Is this the future?
Or is it digression?