At times we act as sign posts near railroad tracks
Where every train that passes makes us shudder
And we go through all the jerking, jolting, wobbling
And we are hapless, whining, wild and mad
And that serendipitous fraction of time, sometimes, makes us think and stand, to move to that distance where we can watch the trains passing. They pass. We watch. Let the train pass. Let everything move. Change. Changed or unchanged. If we watch, just watch and do our part that too is a change. The change we want. We win or lose, we wither or revive, our part is done and that's change for the world is black, white and grey and will stay, stay so.
Where every train that passes makes us shudder
And we go through all the jerking, jolting, wobbling
And we are hapless, whining, wild and mad
And that serendipitous fraction of time, sometimes, makes us think and stand, to move to that distance where we can watch the trains passing. They pass. We watch. Let the train pass. Let everything move. Change. Changed or unchanged. If we watch, just watch and do our part that too is a change. The change we want. We win or lose, we wither or revive, our part is done and that's change for the world is black, white and grey and will stay, stay so.
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