Change Poem by Peter Madden

I know that all that has gone before....
made me who i am today..
but i ask myself a simple truth...
can i change? ...



i have been shaped and forged...
under the heavy hammers of life...
does that make me unable to bend..
to weather the storms of life...
or will i instead break...
shatter into a thousend pieces...
never to be whole again...



i must learn to change...



i know we are all happier in routine...
we know where we stand day by day..
but does this imprison our souls...
cause us to decay and wither inside...
can we really grow this way? ...



i need to change...



i see that i must learn..
to be open to new ideas...
not to forget what made me this way...
and how i came to be...
just to learn and move onwards...
becoming something new...



i want to change...



i can change and i can grow...
just as we all can...
we cannot live within the past...
trapped by our regrets and fears...
we must cast off the crysalis that is our prison..
and stretch our wings and fly..



i will change....