I Want Change

This modern technology feeds the ignorant masses With words and images more addictive than grasses Since when did black become white? Since when did wrong become right? With each generation, race is defined Pure black roots have been redefined Skin colours are redefined in broad daylight And the people vote out of sentimental plights Strange! I want change I don't want a range of change That rearranges my need for change Dancing around is this global financial crisis This is cracking up the world into pieces A mixed-race making grounds is a stepping stone But there is no pure black root high up the throne Listen! There is no black in the Whitehouse Listen! There is no female in the Whitehouse It is a blinding mystery How we so easily forget our history The struggles and the fights for identity The hope of stability and equality of sexuality Strange! I want change But I don't want a range of change That superficially rearranges my need for change The stronger the root, the stronger the stem There is no one who can solve our problems The problem of starvation The problem of population Passed on from generation to generation It does not matter who holds autonomy On decisions of matters on the global economy Until we learn to be considerate As we copulate to endlessly populate Food resources are facing extinction Natural forces are on fateful missions Man made curses introduce present institutions There is no cure Unlike before! Strange! I want change But I don't want a range of change That superficially rearranges my need for change Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi