The changes have to come
It can't stay forever in sound or tune
In time it has to make way for the good
It is how progress will find its way
Many want the places to stay
The places where they were born or lived
Through the decades of times
The changes would make its way
Even in the hill living
The area will keep changing
Though some values may get lost
Like the misty mists in the morning
Even on the island where I lived for years
The place would feel the village period of my time
The time moved slowly by no hurry with it
Now as I walked through video clips I couldn't recognize
Because changes have to come
The developments will make its presence
The old images will slowly disappear
The new ones will stand up to be counted
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