930. Morph (Mountainous Rainfall)

Things are changing before my eyes
I should change with them – I tantalize
I’m morphing into another role
I did not want, but hear the drum roll
From a poet to an artist to a squatter
It isn’t much fun without water
New technology surpasses the old
And I’d better know it to become bold
Just keeping hip on every new slang
I open the door to avoid the bang
Of somebody calling me out
Since I’m tired of being a look-out

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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