Change

He's different with purpose
Like uniforms
In a crowd

Life passes him by
Like interstates
Before arrival

Love calls to him
Like a mother
To bedtime

Memories haunt him
Like window taps
At odd hours

The present binds him
Like lack of faith
Holds God hostage

Tomorrow denies him
Like the courtship
Of the vain

Mere needs distract him
Like diplomas
In youth's prime

Too much on a poor soul
He wants to change
The world