Cycling O'er and O'er
The kind ones, the mean ones,
the big ones, the lean ones-
Some try, some don't,
and some cry, but some don't.
Actions and reactions,
what are they but events,
cycling o'er and o'er?
We laugh, we cry,
we live, we die;
cycling o'er and o'er.
The poor ones, the rich ones,
the happy ones, the sad ones,
"Why does money even matter?"
Cycling o'er and o'er.
History repeats, o'er and o'er,
going once, going twice, going thrice-,
The strong, the weak,
the power we all seek;
it cycles o'er and o'er.
Cycling o'er and o'er.
Copyright © LilLeilyn Priester | Year Posted 2025
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