Again

Hoop and stick, pushing, click

Downhill fast, uphill slow

What was once repeats again,

Circles cycling same refrain.

Round and round circles spin,

Crisis, then tangled aftermath,

Sunrise red, sunset too,

There again morning dew.

Habits form, locked in living,

Step one, then two, three and four

Head down, direction chosen,

Repeat again, pathways frozen.

Where are you going?

Oh, I don’t know

I guess just following routes

Familiar to other’s boots.

Well then, welcome to the past.

Nice you’ve come along

Seeking, waiting for the next crested wave

Surfing along on your modern ways.

While old folks shuffle

The young, they do hustle,

Each following the other

Dancing a cacophic tussle.

Rhetoric sings, pledges flow

What’s old is packaged new,

Arrangements better next time,

Past colours again show through.

Following dreams followed before,

Guided by desires and stories galore.

Circling now, our backs in view,

Paths once travelled ahead anew.

The singer sings, pleasures bring,

Emotions rise then diminish.

What was once, fast approaching

Round, again round, never to finish.