HolderOfTheDarkChalice

As the hammer falls the room draws
its ear to the center court, and a whisper
can't be heard as word's that proclaim
change fill the room and ears sharpen.

Voices murmur as the proclamations come
to an end ,people scatter as thoughts and
idea's seem to be abound from the coming
changes, all want something but few know what
it is they want .

As time goes on and people begin
accept the change things said and done
with good intent become the new building
blocks for the change ,no more bitterness
from the unknown everyone smile's and
they move on.


wasnt sure what to put as a titile so
i kept it blank but its abnout change and how
some go against it but eventually go with the flow