We were children once
We wanted to be like adults
Then we became older and even so
Like grown-ups we wanted to know
And believe like children
All we know is that no one knows
All we have is what we believe

What we read in school has all changed
Nothing ever remains the same
Or is talked about the same way
So what we knew isn’t knowing now
Sill we can believe in the name
In what language do we think and repent
In what point of reality do we relent

Time was new to us once
Days lasted for weeks and then
Summer would end again
Winter came while fall was not done
Was life finished or still being run
Will spring come again without
Or will spring just bring more rain

© 2020 Tim D. Coulter Sr.