Cycle Poem by Shruti Goswami

I crawled back and forth
And a hundred years flew
Like rain and thunder
Torn asunder
Shook the earth
Like a bottle of wine
And I drank thirstily.
I crawled back and forth
From birth to death
Awaiting footsteps
That faded long ago
Like the picture drawn
With charcoal
Whose likeness you said
Resembled me.
I crawled back and forth
From Have to Have- nots
And the Haves have not
The Have- nots do not realize
What they have
And each cry for greener pasture.
I crawled back and forth
From season to season
Searching for a reason
For the rise of the moon and sun
Trying to end
What already has begun
This cycle that consumes
Since time was born.