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 conceed" ?
"To
the victors go spoils",
"And
quite frankly you bleed" !
Then
said the wise man,
"Throughout
history changes,
Occur
by the score".
"Some
can accept them,
While
others wage war" !
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Copyright D.R.Xander 11/94
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