The Cost of Change
The torment by lower things only adds fuel to the
dormant flames
You can try as you will to block its shine but still it
will rise & rage the same
Time & again they've felt the flames so in this
way they feel at home
Light has shined on some wicked things so the
darkness has clearly shown
We're not alone in this war of words but everyone
battles a different foe
This world of words is the shape of things & if you
pay attention dimensions show
We come & go at a pleasing pace for we know in the
end no time is lost
We pay our dues with struggles as we reach for change
but only you know if it's worth the cost
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