Poet's Statement

Adapted from Bob Dylan’s iconic protest anthem, my poem “The Times They Are a Changin’ on UAP” is a call to awareness on the shift in narrative happening in the UFO and UAP conversation.

Once relegated to fringe conspiracy theories and sci-fi epics, unidentified flying objects (UFOs), now called unidentified anomalous phenomena (UAP), are being taken seriously by the United States Congress and governments across the world. Former military and intelligence whistleblowers, scientists and elected officials are telling the world in no uncertain terms: there are objects in the skies that appear to be technological in nature and exceed all known human capabilities.

This poem is not just a commentary on UAP - it’s a broader exposition on the nature of truth, resistance to change and the role of institutions in shaping the public’s concept of reality. Throughout history, paradigm shifts are often met with skepticism and resistance, but as the poem suggests, the movement toward an acceptance of the UFO phenomenon is not only inevitable - it might be here already. The times, indeed, are changing, are you ready to change with them?

The times they are a changin’ on UAP

Come gather ‘round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the evidence
Around you has grown
Accept it that soon
This reality will be known
If a future to you is worth gainin’
Then you better start seein’
What leaders have shown
For the times they are a changin’Come skeptics and scholars
Who influence with bias
And keep your mind open
From the dogma of science
And don’t speak too soon
For truth’s still hidden
The tide of change is not wanin’
And that knowledge
Won’t stay forbidden
For the times they are a changin’Come senators in congress
Please heed the call
Don’t stop this progress
Don’t drop the ball
For those who push back
Kingdoms soon will fall
Whistleblowers are ragin’
To bring this to light
And reckon with all
For the times they are a changin’

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t ignore
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Require you to demand
A future that’s worth claimin’
Please let go of the old one
So a new one expands
For the times they are a changin’

The truth it will come
The universe is vast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The lies are slowly fadin’
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a changin’

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