Hear the riff

in the pulse of the streets,

and the beat of the towns,

feet marching counterpoint,

the tempo of the land.

Hear the riff

in the slam of gavels,

and the swing of justice,

in silenced voices and

the chorus forgotten.

The rhythm of change the

dissonance of life, and

the rhythm of life, the

harmony of change.

By Amy Losi

From: United States

Instagram: amy.losi