No Choice Poem by RIC BASTASA

right, wrong,
neat, or dirty
whatever that be
he goes for consistency
loved or unloved
hate, indifference,
reunion, departures
hellos
he goes for consistency
stay put and travel
silence noise
chaos pandemonium
he goes for consistency

moving on always moving on
with the earth in circles
revolving upon an orbit
always moving on and moving on

what choice does he have?
if he stays, he is left out
if he moves on, the horizon is edgeless