What Goes Around Comes Around
It doesn’t depend on a choice but rather
You have it innately, or not
Though it can’t be derived from mother or father
Inevitably, with a lot
Of all other merits and habits they can
Subliminally pass to you
Either you belong, or you’re not one of them
Who live as if splat in two
The national mammals like to care about
The superior meanings of their tribe
But what goes around swiftly comes around
In reverse, from another side
When it comes to a whirlwind of echoes
The nationals can’t discern
Their own voice, and from what of ghettos
A heavier smoke returns.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
