"Change"
Don Xander

I sat in the distance ,
Obscure from the two .
Like night and like day ,
They exchanged points of view .

One was pro change ;
The other was not .
I laughed to myself ,
As the battle grew hot .

" If not for the auto ,
Could we get there from here? "
" But think of the deaths ,
That it causes each year. "

" If not for the plane ,
Could man learn to fly? "
" But a lot of good pilots ,
Were shot out of the sky. "

" If not for the ship ,
Could oceans be free? "
" But many a sailor ,
Did we loose at sea. "

" If not for the bulb ,
Could we light up our park? "
" Sometimes we are better ,
Left in the dark! "

" And what of the radio ,
What of T . V .? "
" How much in the know ,
Should the public be? "

The wise man sat back ,
He was quiet and still .
He would not break his silence ,
At least not until .

The other spoke up,
"What's wrong- you concede?"
"To the victors go spoils,
"And quite frankly you bleed !"

Then said the wise man....(pause)

"Throughout history changes,
Occur by the score."
"Some can accept them,
While others wage war !"