Fly by

Things seem to go very fast

Little kids running through the grass

Not a worry in the world

Then you look up an you're reading the Omaha World Herald

You think to yourslef, wow this is very strange

As you find yourself better adapting to change

You can't prevent the future 

You can only adapt to the new features

As you see yourself telling your grandmother by

While watching a fly 


This poem is about: 
Our world


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