If you knew how hard you’d fall
would you change?

If you knew the Earth would
fight would you change?

What cause and effect would
make you want to change?

If you choked on a cigarette
would you change?

If the sun burnt your head
would you change?

Upon these times you live
like a shadow amongst other
shadows, all slowly fades
into the night.

Would you change if needed?

We all make mistakes,
we all grow and develop,
we all go back to the wind
to live our lives.

Upon the rising sun
I am reminded of my
future and song.

I am a writer
a recorder of life,
through poetry I breathe
twice, once in body
again through poetic lines.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton