Pictures keep changing.
Maybe not the persons in them.
Or maybe changed persons are changing pictures.
Like defensive chameleons humans have aggressive predators.
In photos in an album persons dead or alive never change
though photos may decay or fade to blurred obscurity.
An album too may meet the same fate.
Persons are both pictures and are pictured.
A person may have too many albums
with too many pictures in them to burn them altogether.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting commentary. I enjoyed reading it. Thank you.