Circular Motions Poem by Mwenyeji Spikes

Once again, we reset at go back to the very beginning
The core of our very existence is put to the test of how far our survival goes
When pose and ponder once thing above all is more apparent to the keen eye
The more round and round we go the more unchanged we remain

They said the more things changed the more they remained same
Cycles around the moon and back, yet the dust settles not in our souls
What shall become of us next turn the cycles brings us around to a place of no satisfaction
We dedicated life to growth and progress but look how far around we came

Whose devoted soul can awake us from this slumber in the dark
Will our cry for justice and a more fair ordeal about life be heard
Can we change the course of this to a much sober predicament than mere round circles
Shall we slowly wake and retrace our steps along the loop to a place where we straighten our destiny