Change

All over the world,

Something so persistent,

I see it everyday,

Everyone craving someone's attention,

Endless search till they reach tranquility. 

Throughout the walk of life,

There are so many who walk by,

But how many pay attention,

Friends, family or enemies,

How many surrender?

The memory burns a fresh,

Engraved, itched throughout one's life,

What we do, how we cope,

No one knows, no one cares. 

Friends or foes the line is thin,

One step across the other changes face,

Love changes to hate so quick,

Nothing remains after its lit,

Life's misery and others just the same. 

What do we do?

When the people who matter most,

Leave you to be on your own,

No protection alas,

From the wrath of your own. 

If we could turn back time,

Or even bring them back,

Would they still do the same,

If that moment came again. 

If they do then you know,

The truth in their feeling,

Which will no longer bestow,

So treasure each moment,

Because you never know,

One day they might disappear,

Or maybe its you who decided,

To let go of all your fears!