Change

Change
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written by Rod Hatter
May 22, 2012
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Change the color.
Change the smell.
Change it all...
It's gone to Hell.
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Change the station.
Change the tape.
Change your outlook.
Change landscape.
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Change a diaper.
Change the bed.
Change a lightbulb.
Change your dreads.
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Change your glasses.
Change your hair.
Change your wardrobe.
Change underwear.
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Change your view.
Change your morals.
Change your culture.
Change the florals.
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Change the format.
Change the text.
Change your habits.
Change your sex.
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Change your smile.
Change expression.
Change your scheme.
Change direction.
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Change your party.
Change opinion.
Change your words.
Change ambitions.
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Change your group.
Change division.
Change your interest.
Change your mission.
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Change the charges.
Change the plea.
Change your attitude.
Change destiny.
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Change the menu.
Change the flavor.
Change your diet.
Change behavior.
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Change your lifestyle.
Change your school.
Change your job.
Change the rules.
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Change a U-joint.
Change a need.
Change the oil.
Change your speed.
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Change your dreams.
Change your vision.
Change your thoughts.
Change decisions.
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Change connections.
Change the bus.
Change is crazy,
for all of us...
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Change is sometimes good...
Change is sometimes bad...
When I think of all these changes...
I may change quite mad...
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Change situations.
Change circumstances.
Change your odds.
Change your chances.
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Change my socks.
Change my shoes.
Change my life.
and fix the blues.
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Change the sparkplugs.
Adjust the chain.
Change to leathers.
Change to sane...
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btw: I'm a little low on fuel. You got any spare change?

Freedom's Cost

Freedom's Cost

written by Rod Hatter
May 16, 2012
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Freedom...sometimes took for granite,
gave through sacrifice...
Ain't no place on this here planet...
free of all demise.
Military soldiers, civil servants too...
There are many individuals...
who gave their life for you.
Some have battled to thwart evil,
knockin' at our door...
Others gave for someone's freedom,
on some distant shore.
Some got caught in burning buildings,
saving someone's life.
Many die in daily struggles...
dealing with our strife...
If you ride a motorcycle,
car, truck, train or plane...
There are some who gave for you,
taking 'way your pain.
Many of our Veterans,
they now ride with pride.
Sharing freedom, brotherhood,
void demons locked inside.
Also firemen, police too...
freedom that they feel on two...
So next time you're out...about...
see a vet or folks on duty...
Smile and wave or give a thanks,
for helping keep you free.
Give them honor and respect,
for yeilding hazard's way...
Remember those who died for you...
on this Memorial Day...

Mind's Ship

Mind's Ship
written by Rod Hatter
Dec. 28, 2011
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Imagination is a need...that my soul does yearn...
Dreams and wishes...Prayers and hope...
.........................................Memories that churn...
In my mind's a quiet place...Wonderment's alive...
Seeking out some new salvation...
..........................Desires that I thrive...
Longing for a simple life...
............................Enjoying Splendor's space.
Wishing for enough to share...with the Human race...
No time kept...Day or night...No one has a clock...
There would be no need for logic...
................Mind's ship's not at dock...
Sailing off to distant shores...new discoveries...
Enjoying pleasures so surreal...
.....................feeling joy and peace...
Brightness...Colors...nothing gray...
............Light's arrays now glow...
over gardens of my thoughts...
......................shines a true rainbow...
Animated senses.....performing their illusions...
......Aromas...Visions...and emotions,
having no conclusions...
Conjuring a festive feast...
...........Taking all this in...
Cloudy days...but mind is clear,
..........so as I dream............I win !
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