A stranger stands before the door
You’d ask him in but he may want more,
More than you’re willing or able to give.
He’ll shake up your world and change how you live.
He may be a friend, but perhaps he’s a foe.
Taking you places you’d rather not go.
Should I go meekly or put up a fight?
Accept and be cheerful, or take off in flight?
I could slam the door refuse him his end.
Or open it wide receive as a friend.
Yes, that’s the wisest and smartest recorse
For the name of the stranger is “Change” of course.