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Conjolted Poetry

Conjolted Poetry

Thursday 5 December 2013

Life without change.

Life without change.

Life without change is like the ocean without the sea;
how would we know we are different yet one in the same?
Life without change is like sadness without hope,
how would we pull out if there was no rope?
Life without change is like day without night,
would there be reason for us to rest our eyes?
Life without change is like a ball without a goal,
would there be a hoop for one to throw change into?
Life without change is like a transaction with a balance,
would you walk out of the shop without your change?
Life without change is like a woman that can't give birth,
where would the next generation be conceived?

Life without change is
a beach with no sand,
a head-start with no start,
a beginning without an after,
a pathway with no exit,
a garden without yield-
for even in the driest of lands,
sprouts of cactus are bound.
Life without change is books without trees;
jeez! we'd have never reached the 21st century,
life would be dull, boring, and stagnant.
Change spices up things, it leads to growth,
life without change would surely be strange.




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