Change Of Tune Poem by Keith Dovoric

I had so much hate in my heart
I just couldn't let it go
Many tried to let it slide
As I swam in pools of woe

Now you could have left me stranded here,
Shackled to my stone
But you made the black cloud disappear
And brought this poor boy home

With a change of tune
That changes everything
A change of tune -
Cling to its distant ring

The lamb forgives the butcher
Forgives the butcher's knife
It's time to build a future
While we're still here in this life

With a change of tune

Now the music may be over
But the march goes on and on
And the errant heart finds rapture
In the majesty of song -

And a change of tune
That changes everything
A change of tune -
Cling to its distant ring