The Winds of Change
The winds of change, they always come along.
We get to feeling safe and lose our fear.
And then as if from nowhere, blowing strong,
stampeding Pegasuses, they appear!
They tear through sky; they trample all we know.
The winds of change - they always come along.
We welcome them, but are they friend or foe?
Is "progress" mostly right or mostly wrong?
We let them take us, for we are a throng
of humankind, prepared for a new day.
The winds of change - they always come along.
But will technology blow us away?
We change with them and think that all is good
because they start to lull us with a song
that promises some peace and brotherhood.
The winds of change - they always come along.
Sept. 1, 2017 for Julie Rodeheaver's Winds of Change Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2017
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