I've always heard and continue to hear that
He
Is the one who leads us.
He has assigned us preconceived paths to stumble upon,
Letting us choose our own routes he has devised.

I was told he was a man with intention,
Though gone awry,
And his children lead the anarchy.

But those who do not believe this notion,
Or indeed do,
Are part of this anarchy.
We are this anarchy,
But we are also the change.

We are the leaders he set forth,
Waiting for our time to shine like the initial glimmer once in his eyes.

We hold the power.
We hold the world in our hands.
We hold the change.

So let us move forward on his path,
Or our own,
To right the world we as leaders know we can.
We are the next generation,
We are the leaders,
Of either our own good doing army
Or his.

We are the leaders.
We are our leaders.
We are the change.