I remember when the winds
Of change began to blow
I was still a youngster
So much I didn’t know
But as I grew older
I very quickly learned
The closer to the fire
The more chance of getting burned
The years continued passing
Still I didn’t understand
How people could love the baby
While they could hate the man
One thing I was always told
Was that, the more things change
The more they stayed the same
This saying always struck me strange
I have nothing again change
I don’t think anyone should
By opening my mind
It helps me see all the good
11-22-18/RjH
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