Another way of looking at change

The selfishness of the fear of Change;

It is not the fear of change that is scary but letting go of what we know.

We deal with change all of the time, those small inconvenient interruptions during the day the loss of a few moments of time on the way home. Yes they are irritating, it would seem what is frustrating about it is not what I am doing but what I am loosing. It is the knowing I am missing something I know.

Yet with in these moments of pause if you will, we meet new people, hear something or see new things that allow us to view things differently. So as you pounder the meaning of pause,  I offer a simple poem. The subject ” Public Schools K-12”.

 A poem:

I see more than I write, yet I am blind when I view the world,

I am passionate about art, yet my hand will not hold a brush,

My words have no meaning if they are not read,

My art will be lost in the confusion of contempt,

Alas for the conceit of judgment and control,

Conservative morals o what a foe,

Deaf shall you be, as blind as black shall you see,

Fail to see art and the dark ages will be.

A liberal will get this, maybe even fear this, a conservative will only enjoy the poem.

Placing a value on it I leave to you.