Control
more of the same,
such a silly game.
endless repetition,
mind's automation.
life turns into a rut
when you risk not.
if you just follow,
you cannot grow.
the old is the past,
the new will not last.
change is the thing
or you are nothing.
life's secret is variety,
not robotic continuity.
be unpredictable, baby,
hey, come be like me!
Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito | Year Posted 2007
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