It’s the way it’s always been
But what if that way wasn’t good
Wasn’t right
What if that way caused
Fissures and hunger
An emptiness that echoed
Into eternity
It’s the way it’s always been
Is a poor excuse for
Wanting to stay the same
Out of comfort and convenience
As if growing is too hard
For a living thing
To do
So let’s break it down
And wonder what could be
If we started from scratch