The Wheel Rolled

The wheel rolled

For the first time, it was so fast, so exciting

And when it crashed, it wasn’t so good

It was haunting, it lasted for long

For the second time, it rolled even faster

The wheel was excited for the thrill

It wanted to roll till it flies above the ground

It crashed

It wasn’t haunting this time

It was slaughtered

For the third time, it didn’t want to roll

The wheel placed that rock upfront

A stranger came by to push it for another roll

To feel the thrill

The wheel resisted

Reviews

[patricia]

guess we all retreat more and more from fearful things. past experiences tend to make us think we can predict the future heh? nice one...I liked this...maybe the wheel was the circle of life you were talking about. I don't know if I would wanna come back again. Better make the most of the time I have now. thanks.