Changing Minds

Swift she blows
On a very high low
Too humid this season
It is spring or rainy season
The wind
Very confusing.

Dry grass bringing forth
Green grass gasping for breadth
Leaves born anew
Roots gnarled firmly askew
Earth static yet still wealthy
Man confused and not healthy.

That is the power of the mind
Unless we uproot that set
Setbacks will be the norm
That will be set
Forever
Need to change minds
Only for the better
Not for the matter

I am only a messenger.
I have come to deliver.

©072015 KwasiNtemMensah

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