The Inability To Accept Change
we always want the comfort of what is here with us
not taking the risk of what lies ahead
we fear the coming of things new and uncertain
this is what we are, and what we want to be
we refuse change, we doubt innovations,
we are solid as a rock, we are as hardheaded as the stones
we settle as peebles, we stick as moss
and the river leaves us on its important journey
we have never the chance to see the wonders of the deep blue sea
we are the inanimates, we are the unwanted of the earth
the drifting clouds hate us, the changing winds despise us
yet we are the majority, and oh yes, we are very happy
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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