I see trouble all around me
Peace in my time, no guarantee
There and everywhere, things get ugly
Now and later, oh so iffy
The mountains are big, spirit small
When I see a curve ball
I slip, I wobble, I fall
Wishing to run, instead I crawl
Hoping to go, instead I stall
Where’s the end to it all?
What’s that you say? Horse sh*t!
What’s the matter? Get over it!
(My, that’s blunt, I must admit.)
Is it an issue of trust?
Is it a question of lust?
Is it a pain to adjust?
Is something that isn’t a must?
Has the shine turned into rust?
Are your prized possessions gathering dust?
Take heart for nothing is permanent
What’s here will someday be absent
What’s near may soon be distant
There’s an end to every segment
Does this make sense to you?
Is it too passive for you?
Do I seem without a clue?
Is it out of context, askew?
Are you compelled to bid adieu?
Would you rather stay and argue?
Do the above questions annoy you?
You could do something, or nothing
Either way, things will be changing
May not be to your liking
The world will still keep spinning
So, what is it gonna be
While we’re here, you and me
Track the ugly or discover beauty?
Hear the cacophony or the harmony?
Focus on the falsehood or sincerity?
Feed the hungry or the greedy?
Be what we wish to see?
Transformation often begins with a choice.
The choice is ours to voice.
- Have you ever gone through a transformation? Was there an outside agent involved or did it start from within?
- What are your thoughts on transformation? Good? Bad? Ugly? Possible? Impossible?
- Does transformation require a critical mass to be worth anything?
Today’s word is TRANSFORM. Intrigued? Check it out!