Beyond The Scenes; Poems

Change

Often I notice changes in society

sometimes big mistakes made.

Reasearching posible solutions,

for can make a change.

So please help, take me

out of this place.

Taking the air and confusing the people,

with all those miters, intimidating

like if they where giants.

Seeing the horizon threw the glasses,

feeling so like from that altitud.

Sometimes getting lost the roofs in the clouds,

with their top reaching the sun.

Changes that daily we see

but don't recognise.

With what you call "patriotist"

and "heart" put in your hands.

Stablish your groups, just to stay there

and wait for others to make a difference.

What are you waiting

if you don't start first.

What are you doing here

If you don't make nothing.

Listening? Waiting? for the abroupt

future to happen, inevitably.

Afraid to hear the sound of justice

because you don't know what to expect.

Talking and talj about things

with nonsence at all.

Everything you say is like

music to my ears.

I can hear the melodies in the air,

sounding clear, listen clear.

But they developed from there own

a new structure,

changing all while passing by.

Taking you up a little smile,

I bett you didn't even notice.

Before the change is allready done.