Relief is hard to come byConstant change swirls around like sand in the dust stormThe world and here at homeNo more lazy summerFall harvest emphasizes the movement of the seasonsOverwhelmed to learning to boredNervous energy like a mist hangs around my worldWhere can value be extracted?Where will change throw the human aside?Where will the new intelligence leave us?I asked for something differentMaybe the stress and strain will resolve into a familiar flowPerhaps a brand-new idea outside my focus will emergeWhat if hard work was rewarded?What if the struggle was just slightly less intense?Will the talented remain?For years I feel a…