THE WILLINGNESS TO CHANGE

THE WILLINGNESS TO CHANGE

When I was young and free

And my imagination has no limits

I dreamed of changing the world

As I grew older and wiser

I discovered the world would not change

So I shortened my sights somewhat

And decided to change only my country

But it too seemed immovable

As I grew into my twilight years

In one last desperate attempt

I settled for changing only my family

Those closest to  me, but a las

They would have none of it

And now as I lay on my deathbed

I suddenly realize

If I had only changed myself first

Then by example I might have changed my family

From their inspiration and encouragement

I would then have been able to better my country

And who knows, I may have even change the world