Every day the news flows fast, And every day I read The stories as they cross the wire Insatiable’s my need. Most days the stories are the same, Assorted deeds and crimes; Politically or socially, The news flows all the time. I stumbled on a story that Was buried ‘neath the fold; Despite its placement in the news The most important told. An AM station’s format changed, From news and talking fare, In Oklahoma, KNB, The oldest on the air. Why is this significant, They do this all the time; Why’s this change so notable And worthy of a rhyme? Oklahoma’s pretty centered In our country’s heart, And here a wind is washing ‘cross And change it does impart. The station that’s been on the air Since radio commenced, Changed its format late last week To Spanish now and hence. On every coast this change has been Quite evident for years; In L.A. and Manhattan too, Spanish fills the ears. Salsa, chips, tequila mixed With lime and salted rim; Transforming is a culture Where ‘señor’ replaces ‘him.’ In every land, in every time Cultures cross and breed; The change that is upon this land The wise will note and heed. Some will protest, some deny This change in status quos; The transformation, others claim, Will make our nation grow. Evolving through revolving doors Historically we’ve come; Apprehensive we to change But change is where we’re from.