I Tossed a Poem

I tossed a poem

I tossed a poem
Into the air
And it landed
I know not where

It spoke of things
Yet to be
To get prepared
For Change to see

Was it caught
By winds of dread
Landing in ocean
Never to be read

Will it land on city streets
Carried on local news
Read by international reporters
And spoken of their views

Will this poem save us
Twirling in our head
Or too late it was written
Or too late it was read