Change the World

    Nature Knows

    2017

    When all the world seems upside down
    The fool’s on the hill
    The king is a clown
    When headline news loud-speaks the views
    Of puppeteers of fears
    And naysayers of the truth
    When leaders’ voices are hollow choices
    Of dumb-down beats of tweets
    And two-fingers to the youth
    Take a step back from the black
    And white, the stereotype
    The media hype, the Trumptown blues
    And choose a world of hues
    From greens to greys, and reds to browns
    The rounds of seasons, synchro-reasons
    Of sun and moon, the tune
    Of vitality that sprouts and grows
    The harmony, the symphony, the flows
    That nature knows

    When all the roads seem nowhere bound
    The signs contradict
    The noise has no sound
    When every maze just adds to the craze
    Of shallow aims in games
    And hamster wheels for jobs
    When Wall Street belies, in suits and ties
    Their ugly creed of greed
    And clever ways to rob
    Take a deep breath, defy the death
    Of hope, the hangman’s rope
    The doomsday dope, the victim’s shoes
    And choose a forest of clues
    Of roots and shoots
    From seeds to stems, and buds to leaves
    The trees of jungles, the rumbles
    Of beast and storm, the dawn
    Of light and flight and lucent bows
    The illumination, the revelation, the glows
    That nature shows

    When all that’s lost can scarce be found
    The love swept away
    The faith nearly drowned
    When silent strings, like broken wings
    Leave empty spaces in places
    Where music once soared
    When prophets’ words sound more absurd
    Than the Mad Hatter’s patter
    And the Jabberwocky’s chord
    Take a great leap, take time to reap
    What you have sown, from flesh and bone
    From mind clone and idea muse
    And choose an earthscape of do’s
    Not don’t’s and won’t’s
    But can’s and will’s, and better still
    The thrills of striving, life thriving
    Through trial and error, through terror
    To yellow dreams and scarlet rose
    The magnificence, the intelligence, the prose
    That nature knows

    — Wayne Visser