The Last One

See how change marks lot Feel the surge of thoughts Frame new play and plot Change now mimics mime Bargain for more time To voice your own rhymes Change feels very strange Yield the dying range Embrace thus due change Flesh and blood and tears Change dilutes old fears Blots the scary years If you feel forlorn Know with change re-born New pain strips what's torn Hurts scream change full blast Pain lays plain the cast Yes from first to last Change a story tells Just how your tale dwells Of a broken spell Change if change must be The truth that you see Bitter-sweet honey Know the chronic feel Classic urge reveal Dying as change heals The last one runs wild Change is seldom mild To adult and child Change alters all things In a constant fling Ever becoming Leon Enriquez 30 September 2018 Singapore