Tackling the Abstract, by Sidik Fofana

How do you measure change?

For even air can be measured

Is change what moves air, displaces it?

Is change what makes humans

Populate the Earth with rich and fleshy limbs

Only to have their carne wither

Is change what makes a father

Watch his son mimic him

And again unknowingly

Is change loud?

I venture to ask

What it sounds like?

Change can be a firecracker

On a familiar face

Or as quiet as time

An unidentifiable spy

Making kids laugh, making adults dry

Change is a drug, screwing with my perception

A one hit wonder worshipped

A retroactive classic

When I introduce Father time

To his adolescent self

Change makes the acquaintance awkward

Change is both asexual and fertile

Both death and birth are its offspring

Change is love's most aggressive rival

Catching it is one thing

Taming it is another.