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Change
I cannot speak. I cannot hear. I cannot breathe when the breeze stops blowing.
I cannot see. I cannot move. I cannot reason when the sun stops shinning.
Change cripples me. Change activates my fears. Change is only change when I make it so.
I cannot see. I cannot move. I cannot reason when the sun stops shinning.
Change cripples me. Change activates my fears. Change is only change when I make it so.
Published 24th May 2016
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26th May 2016 8:13pm
I think this poem is very thought provoking. It reminds me of how I like to think that we must make change a norm and therefore chance its meaning and its presence in our lives. I will not leave so we may as well get to know change.
Anonymous
13th Aug 2016 3:26am
There is a moment of clarity and self realization in this....yet still a hint of doubt in the unknown...this is another great one that I didn't want to quit reading or reflecting on.
