Change, change and more change,
Of context, place and time.
Why is it that life's transient stage,
Plays havoc with my mind?
You said, " We'll go to places, just you and I"
But this was just a thought.
I was set for hours,
But the plan came to nought.
My tears and confused frustration,
At plans that did not appear,
Are painful beyond recognition,
And push me deeper into fear.
How can life be so determined?
How can change be so complete?
With continuity there is no end,
Security and trust so sweet.
So, who said that change would not hurt me?
Who said my "being" could not be safe?
Change said, "you need continuity"
In order to find your place.
For change makes all things different,
They no longer are the same.
What was it that you really meant?
For all I feel is pain.
-Excerpt from "Loving Mr. Spock"
by: Barbara Jacobs
