A Rose in Cement Author:Wallace Collins After that nostalgic demise, after that death of the past that I thought I had laid to rest, I began to see how pristine change was. I saw how stainless change was and how socially defined "Time for a Change" could be; it was in accordance with the permanence of the present culture, equally as it was with how that change and its seeming transfo... more »rmation remained the same; where, with time, everything and everyone merged as one. I believed I had changed, but seemingly, I had remained the same, an inhibited Jamaican living abroad for a couple of decades who thought that his homeland had changed, only to discover that the people remained the same, fiercely proud, forthright and aggressive.« less