CHANGING WORLD

 


                                CHANGING WORLD          

 

          There was a time, many years ago

          When I was young and carefree

          I thought the world was mine

          But I was wrong you see

 

          I woke up one day and saw the truth

          The world was clearly amiss

          Things were never as they seemed

          We had fallen into the abyss

 

          How to climb back out was the question

          Who had the answer – not me?

          Think before you vote my friends

          They have the power you see

 

          This poem is not political

          Although it may seem that way

          It’s just a changing world you see

          And this is another day

 

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