Change doesn’t come

Change doesn’t happen

Change doesn’t caress the masses

Change doesn’t ease the mind

Change has to be produced

Change has to be pushed

Change has to be prodded

Change has to be put forth

Bang the bass drum

Get snappin’ and clappin’

Hand out no passes

Push hard against the grind

Don’t be seduced

For change has ambushed

and self-applauded

Fight and push north

Change won’t come

It doesn’t just blow in the wind

It has to be carried in the soul

And ripped forward