MOVEMENT

by Alejandra Natalio Mora

New forms of technology and communication have given young people the power to raise their voice, make a real change and put society into motion.

What is a social movement? For me, it is an informal group of people or organization that has social change as its main goal.

We are in the 21st century, things have changed, humanity is not the same as it used to be in the past. There are different kinds of movements nowadays and we, the new generations, are the future of society.

We are in constant change, there are new ways to communicate, we have the power to say what we think and make it reach every corner of the world. We can share our opinions with whoever we want or send a positive message that can reach thousands of people.

If you think about it, we have an amazing power that our parents or grandparents never had. We should use it to support good causes and help others; there are plenty of examples of people who do this like youtubers.

Youtubers are a new and growing influence, a lot of people follow them and admire them. In Mexico, we have youtubers that help people, animals and the environment, do charity work, donate food, clothes and care about others. And beyond our country, all around the globe, youtubers are helping and trying to make this world a better one. They are a social movement.

Even if we are not youtubers or influencers, we can help, maybe not in the same big sense as them, but with little actions everyday. If we do this, soon we will also be part of a social movement.

Music

by Charles Baudelaire

Music doth uplift me like a sea

Towards my planet pale, Then through dark fogs or heaven’s infinity I lift my wandering sail.

With breast advanced, drinking the winds that flee, And through the cordage wail, I mount the hurrying waves night hides from me Beneath her sombre veil.

I feel the tremblings of all passions known To ships before the breeze; Cradled by gentle winds, or tempest-blown

I pass the abysmal seas

That are, when calm, the mirror level and fair Of my despair!

The Change Has Come

by Paul Laurence Dunbar

The change has come, and Helen sleeps— Not sleeps; but wakes to greater deeps Of wisdom, glory, truth, and light, Than ever blessed her seeking sight, In this low, long, lethargic night, Worn out with strife

Which men call life. Poems

The change has come, and who would say “I would it were not come to-day”?

What were the respite till to-morrow?

Postponement of a certain sorrow,

From which each passing day would borrow! Let grief be dumb, The change has come.

Move Eastward, Happy Earth, And Leave

by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Move eastward, happy earth, and leave Yon orange sunset waning slow: From fringes of the faded eve, O, happy planet, eastward go; Till over thy dark shoulder glow Thy silver sister-world, and rise To glass herself in dewy eyes That watch me from the glen below.

Ah, bear me with thee, smoothly borne, Dip forward under starry light, And move me to my marriage-morn, And round again to happy night.

Moving On

by Banjo Paterson (Andrew Barton)

In this war we’re always moving, Moving on;

When we make a friend another friend has gone; Should a woman’s kindly face Make us welcome for a space, Then it’s boot and saddle, boys, we’re Moving on.

In the hospitals they’re moving, Moving on;

They’re here today, tomorrow they are gone; When the bravest and the best Of the boys you know “go west”, Then you’re choking down your tears and Moving on.