Engirdled by the seat belt with no escape
The extant existence sealed by the safety bar
*Clink-Clink-Clink* the chains rattle
Slowly but surely the cart monotonously climbs higher
Our untinctured lineaments soon ready for the fall…
CRASH goes the cart in a flash
With the sharp wind tearing at your face
Expostulate and deplore,
The cart won’t rebuke but surely ignore
All of the blither and all of the blather
As the cart moves at its own pace without anyone’s consent
In the blink of an eye you’ve already been there, done that
The soul leavened with the “Ups”
But downtrodden with the “Downs”
The soul experienced with the twists
And accustomed to the turns
As the ride slows at the end of the road
Ask yourself this:
Did you learn to appreciate? Or depreciate?
Nice comparison between the two. I like the turn and twist of the last line. You used the assgined words well. Good Work.
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