Why are these changes which I see,
Gathering all around me?
I look around and realize things can’t stay the same.
The old turns to new just as a simple dice rolls on to a game.

Weathers move on from every season,
It’s just a common change that must be the reason.
Appetites and taste buds gradually disappear,
that's another popular change but they might reappear.

I have heard some one say you can’t change people’s personalities,
maybe not but you can change their looks and technicalities.
You can't go back in time and change what you have done wrong,
but you can make amends by saying you’re sorry and writing a song.
You can't remake the world and take away its sorrow,
although you can help it and see what happens tomorrow.
Around the world there are many changes drastically occurring,
some are good, some are bad and some are frightening.

Why are these changes which I see
gathering all around me?
I then look around and realize not everything’s the same.
The old turns to new just as a simple dice rolls on to a game.

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