Swings & Roundabouts Poem by Phil Soar

The swings and roundabouts of life are like a game to me
Played at speed, and sometimes much repeated
I hesitate to say that I enjoy it
But still I know I will not be defeated

We over complicate our lives with things we can’t control
The world in which we live, is always growing
We show concern for things that aren’t important
And damage things we need without us knowing

Whilst one of us would not make right the evil
That seems to emanate from all around
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could all unite?
And show our planet that our lives are sound?