Changes

By Reid Laurence

Everything changes

Assembles... arranges

New puzzle parts fitting

Like money exchanges

Just try to stand still

Just give it a try

The life that you're living

Will oft pass you by

The car that you're driving

Will rest in a heap

A scrap-man's desire

A thought you can't keep

The house you live in

Will raze to the ground

No way to stay there

Foundation unsound

The people you know

Will shrink and get old

Then suddenly gone

A shock to behold

New styles approaching

And new words to use

We don't even know yet

Don't look in the news

And all transformation

Will future take hold

Unstoppable sequence

All doomed to grow old

Just what is the new?

When days happen faster

Will living the now

Result in disaster?

Can fast enough be?

Catch up to the future

Only to pass it

By some strange a'ven'ture

Will hours and minutes

Lose all of their meaning?

A new type of time

May well be convening

The spin of the earth

May become too confining

And hours as units

Become undermining

Just think of it when

We traveled on horses

And ate very slowly

And spoke between courses

I can't help but wonder

Sit here and leer

The past is behind us

The future is here

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