Change Change Change Poem by Minerva Agriam
Change Change Change
This very night is so deaf;
The breeze of the wind is unheard of;
No sound or noise,
Or anything to give me solace.
This night is so drab.
I heard myself humming a song.
Yet the surrounding's so silent.
And silence ate my being.
My wish for this night,
Is certain to change my life.
Yes, I only want change,
Change, change and change.
(1/22/03. 10: 08 p.m)
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