The More T’ings Change

They call in to congratulate

Have opinions to postulate

Espouse theories of high intellect

Make contributions I will soon forget

Our people boast of a song by a Trini

Remarked how great he must be

Entertaining the world with his song

Touching their hearts, so what’s wrong?

I too wrote words on Barack

No one read them or wrote back

Give them a comment but didn’t care

Sharing with others interested to hear

Change is tossed about but what does it mean

Having your own refuse you after they’ve seen

All that you are capable of but turning away

Never postulating and having little to say

Got a whole book on Barack Obama but who cares

Every achievement at home was past over through the years