By Andrew Scott

Time For Change

In the midst of fear and chaos
there can be a new light of hope.
Though there is a fast disease
that has taken over all of us
in this land of violent confusion.
People marching the streets.
Peacefully protesting hate
and the injustice that is brought
to the people of the minority
that have been unjustly killed.
Tragic ends to innocent lives.
The marchers speak on the behalf
of the victims that cannot.
Indigenous people are missing
or found floating in rivers.
The powers that are in charge
would not move from their desks.
Treating the victims
as pieces of paper not humans
until the remaining people
screamed out for an investigation
to why no one pretended to care.
Country under a Communist reign,
leaving its citizens poor and weak.
Living in places that are falling apart.
Screams and marches of the people
wanting a wall to fall
so the outside world could come in.
Freedom given to the people.
For centuries voices have cried
and fought for a new life
for people who could not.
Everyday their hands are out
for the deserved help of others.
Someday there will not be a need
of these voices
in hope these time will change.

Submitting To The Wind

Veins are filled with anger
the blood is pulsing through
hardly recognize self
in the red rage mirror.
Not used to this emotion
as calm is the usual
guiding force of my soul
Stand alone in this battle
of the internal beast
suppress that is wanting
to get out, to control
Have to remember to
close my eyes
open my body and breathe
let nature take over
to free the demons inside
submit to the rolling wind
and feel it flow away peacefully

He Howls Without

Pacing around with passion.
Pushing, pulling in his veins.
He howls without his mate.
She is missing,
his fear is forever
as he urgently searches
with lost eyes
and a burning soul.
He howls without.
She is his partner in life
and he feels her loss.
There is a hole in his heart.
He howls without.
She is the love of his life.
He is scared he will never
find her again.
The panic of not being
with her sets in.
He howls without her.

Keep Me Strong

Staring out into the world,
watching the madness
being orchestrated before me.
People are checking
on the wellness of others
only to take the life
of the ones asking for help.
Pepper spray being sent
to break down the voices
of the peaceful.
Only reason they are marching
is because of centuries old
beatings that never stopped
that should have never started.
Paranoid eyes are looking all around.
No one knows who to trust
what the intentions of others are.
Everyone has innocence lost.
It will never come back.
All my thinking
is being questioned
in my confused mind.
Leaves it all racing.
Have to change my way
in how all is handled
and digested to be more open.
Please hope in all
keeps me strong.

Andrew Scott is a native of Fredericton, NB. During his time as an active poet, Andrew Scott has taken the time to speak in front of classrooms, judge poetry competitions as well as had over 200 hundred writings published worldwide in such publications as The Art of Being Human, Battered Shadows and The Broken Ones.

Andrew Scott has published five poetry books, Snake With A Flower, The Phoenix Has Risen, The Path, The Storm Is Coming and Searching andone book of photography, Through My Eyes.  

One thought on “Time for Change and Other Poems

  1. I was touched by Andrew Scott’s poem “He Howls Without.”  Everyone feels pain when their partner in life is gone. Mr. Scott’s words “There is a hole in his heart” expresses how we all feel. Frank Kowal


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