Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

The world is a travelling wheel,
getting people to their destination.

When your time dim out to leave,
what you did and didn't count,
to those on the wheel,

and to "HE" who will welcome you home.
The roundness with no conners makes no possibility for a farewell.
A journey of uncertainty,
Counting to a destination, where no one escapes.