Change

Why would we change
To exchange
The known for the
Unknown
The comfortable old shoe
With the holes in the bottom
Is oh, so much softer
Than to walk around
As someone new.

What makes the difference, then
To want to explore
To be so much more
In the evolutionary journey
Called human existence
From a blank slate
To an encyclopedia of madness
Along the many twists and turns
In our thinking and appraisals
And introspective dashes

Change is kinda like gum
Stuck on the bottom of your shoe
And you pull and you twist
Trying to coax the gum away
But you already know
That you already have been stretched
And you can’t chew the cud forever
There are so many more steps
To learn to the dance

Life is a bouquet
Of joy and color
New beginnings
And wilting reminders
Of leaves that cracked brittle
Like the crash of a whip
While Change is laughing
From the rooftop
Having caught you
Trying to seal your fate
With naieveate
That bouquet will stay beautiful forever



Change is thrust upon one
Like a speeding train
When you were just care freely
Skipping down the tracks
More often, though
It is the end of an era
You are banned by and from
All that matters
You are told in no uncertain terms
Give it up, or you will be alone
So many addictions can present
An arguable case
Until abandonment fears step in
And we Must, step out.