The Moment

I won't use names on this blog, but I have a wonderful friend who I call "amiga," and will refer to her by that from here on out. Amiga cares a ton for a ton of different people, but she has trouble figuring out what she wants to do with her life. I guess all high schoolers do, but because she is such a good friend, I hear about it a lot from amiga. A few days ago she brought this up, and she was talking about the idea that "forever is now" because really, the "now" is what really existsWhile this poem doesn't deal with the philosophical idea that the past is gone and can never return, and that the future has not happened yet and therefore will not exist until the precise moment when it is the now (this is a bit scientific and I am... not... which is why I write poetry :P), it is inspired by the simple quote of forever being the now, and of course by amiga herself :)

The Moment
"I want it now!" The rich folk say
As all the others scorn their greed
But honestly, they've got a point
They know just what they want and need

Chipmunks spend the entire fall
Stocking up for winter's snow
But they're having no fun at all
And they've just let a season go

Running can bring me quite a rush
But oh! the training it requires!
Is it really worth all that pain
For seconds of fulfilled desires?

Perhaps there is no "overall"
"For me, it's been a happy year"
What matters, then, is always small
The moments and the nows, my dear

You cannot change your yesterdays
For they've already come and gone
Tomorrow is so far away
Not worth thought til today is done

"Goodbye forever! You'll be missed!"
They tell you, and perhaps it's true
But you'll be missed because of all
The minute, friendly things you do

Supposing you can't change the world
Or save a life, or rule the land
Then change a million people's nows
And change the world, you surely can