It happens

It happens

Whether you

Like it or not.

Bring it on

With bells,

The whistles hurt my ears

If you’re not in

With a shout

Stand in the wings

Wait your turn

It will come

It’s all a matter of hitting

Your mark

Saying the lines.

No one is pitch perfect

Everything evolves

From one thing to another

Luddites and wreckers

Slow things down

Hold back time

For a spell,

It never stops.

It is in their nature

To keep us honest

To spot

The flaw

Before we sign

The contract.

The devil rides out

Hunt him down

Turn him back.

To be resistant

We need to gather

Resources

Become more than

A flash in the pan

A raw steak

On a black eye.

Spin a sixpence

Turn it over

In your hand

Ready the catch

In your throat

It has something to say

About intention

Which is an indicator

Even in a blue sky.

Wet your finger

Check the wind

Change will come.