Whirling in this merry-go-round
around the circle of life
laughing in glee or screaming in terror
we go round and
round and round
It is we who is pushing the wheel
making it go about, sometimes
so hasty we feel the world is falling out.
Other times so slow we think we need an
extra push and then the wind blows harsh
putting us right back on path.
What we don’t seem to think is about
the centre of it all,
what is that holding the circle?
What is at the centre of the circle of life!
Merry-go-rounds make me feel nauseous.. Haha!! I do like the idea that life can be like one, though! Good luck with NaPoWriMo!
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