To Everything There Is a Season

My english teacher wanted us to write our own versions to "Turn, Turn, Turn" by the Byrds. For some reason I didnt understand that she only wanted us to change certain words.

From time to time,

The good to bad,

A streak of light devours the land.

A test it’s not,

But to be brought up it’s got,

To depend on how much the world�"

Brings fourth their chance.

 

From birth to death�"

The path to a new,

Is never easy when starting unused.

Whether your pill poppin’ or acid droppin’,

The time for change comes airing down.

 

Memories get built up,

Or broken down�"

Along with the many hopes of a dream,

Waiting to spread out.

You concede or you wait,

Either way anything can happen,

With the flip of a page.

 

Drowning in a pool of love,

Trying to confess the hate.

Everything happens at once,

But there is still time to change fate.

 

Destiny is the person’s desire.

An old man’s dance,

But nothing can take back this fire�"

From within our last stand.

Author's Note

continued from description... (e.g. a time to be born a time to laugh ----> a time to be alive a time to be happy)