THE WILLINGNESS TO CHANGE

When I was young and free,
And my imagination has no limits,
I dreamed of changing the world.
As I grew older and wiser,
I discovered the world would not change,
So I shortened my sights somewhat
And decided to change only my country
but it too seemed immovable.
As I grew into my twilight years,
In one last desperate attempt,
I settled for changing only my family,
Those closest to me, but alas,
They would have none of it.
And now as I lay on my deathbed,
I suddenly realize.
If I had only changed myself first,
Then by example I might have changed my family
From their inspiration and encouragement,
I would then have been able to better my country,
And who knows, I may have change the world.

(An Anglian Bishop, 1100 AD, as written in the Crypts of Westminster Abbey)

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