I wrote this poem in May 2011 but cannot remember what inspired it. However, the need for a change in society is so much more obvious now than in 2011. I wonder for a while where the dreamers are that can give us visions of how things could be.
Positive visions that is. The negative ones are already taken by groups or people like IS or Trump.
They call us
when we think
“changing the world”
can it happen?