Never Too Far From the Ground

Round and round, Always going up, Yet somehow Never leaving the ground, Pushing up, pushing on The repetition, The moving upward Without any progress, What if we were to stop? If we were to look round? See we’ve barely even left the ground, Would it be so bad Just take a look around, See everyone’s doing the same thing And getting nowhere. So if we were to stop And decide to break free, If we decided this is not for me, If we were to snap out Of the nightmarish scene, Would it cause life to start crumbling down And if it did, Because we no longer go around, There would be little damage For as always, We are too close to the ground, For much damaged to be wreaked By this simple deed, Of breaking out, Of breaking free, And gaining release. 23/4/2018