To Change the World

Look there,
Someone is aching.
Longing for hope,
To the point of shaking.
Now here,
Someone craving truth,
Who can save them?
Is it the youth?

This is the world we live in.
This is the world we’re left to change.
The power is in our grasp,
Our ability within range.

This is the world we live in.
This is the world left for youth.
The power is in our grasp,
Our valiance in truth.

To change the world is not to move it,
But to change the eyes through which one views it,
I think the measure of a man,
Is not of his stature but his willingness to stand.
So I will change the world one view at a time
And I hope in the end you’ll find
That the world has been moved.

We are the chosen generation.
We are the chosen few.
Where is the determination?
Where is the unique view?

How can we strive to change it,
By simply watching it pass?
We must get up to change it,
Not watch the hour glass.

The time won't give up,
And our hours are but few,
Will we rise to the challenge?
Or bask in the wondrous view?

The youth hold the power,
We must stand with the right,
We've been given the weapons,
To go on and to fight.

Let's first change the world, not move it,
And change the eyes through which all view it,
Until the measure of each man,
Is not of his stature but his willingness to stand.
Help us change the world one view at a time
And we hope in the end you’ll find
That the world has been moved.

- Sera Johnson © 2005