Cyclonic Kismet
How do you stop a ripple always flowing round and out?
Touching all it touches like pure gossip tall and stout,
How do you change opinion when the focus is pure hate?
How do you stop the ripple when the ripple won’t abate?
You don’t, because the ripple was from the pebble that you threw.
Although it sank, its memory keeps echoing its view.
And though the cycle knows no end, it circles every day.
Once you throw the pebble, might as well have thrown the bay.
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