My Change is Going to Come
Change is going to come for the mother who cries,
Who body is cramped up from the hunger pains deep down inside
And who misses decent meals,
Just to keep her little ones alive
Change is going to come for the teenage girl who rarely sleeps
Next to a troubled man who treats her as nothing more than a piece of meat
Change is going to come for the young boy
Whose battle with cancer is a raging war
And for the old man who sleeps in the rain just because he is poor
Change is going to come for the unemployed citizens
Who live paycheck-to-paycheck
And for the children out in Africa and Haiti
Who has skeletons that we have met
My change is going to come
There is no doubt about that
Giving people a reason to live instead of just living,
What do you think about that?