Things Ain't Changed

In the context of knowing The whims in the vortex of growing pains, The gains seem larger The more knowledge you obtain But that changes the stage, Not the crude realms of the actor's brain Things ain't changed, The play's the same, And you just have to play your part. To live life's the aim, In a decent way, But decent ain't always where you start. It isn't age, it's neglection When intersectionality turns to rage, The infection that seems to Consolidate every age Like re-reading the same page About a different complextion And how position rules the day - and how separation ain't the way - But bonding takes lot of affection Things ain't changed, Cept which master reigns, And a master has you play your part. It's all the same When you strip away The progress that dictates where you start. Through the subsequent notions Of what it really means to turn a page Without gauging the sincerity of your disdain For the indifferent way status is obtained, but to be alive is to play the game The players change But the rules remain, So maybe you should play your part. And if my Will's my bane, From which I can ascertain, Then maybe I should make a start. Things ain't changed, Cept which master reigns, And a master will have you play your part. To live life's the aim, In a decent way, But decent ain't always Where you start.