Bio-compass
My compass points North.
I journey South with no remorse!
Behind me all is bad and worse.
…
My compass points to me…
But I miss us!
Poor compass,
Mere magnetic tool
Confused like a fool,
With no way of telling what I feel.
…
My compass points North.
I travel West with no dread!
Behind me all is lost and death.
…
My compass points to me…
Stupid impasse!
What’s wrong with this compass?
Monotonous clockwork,
Idiosyncratic quirk,
Spinning to shirk
The simple truth.
…
My compass points North,
I move East and don’t look back!
Behind me all is dark and black.
…
My compass points to me again,
Mirroring glass!
Obnoxious compass
That cannot be right.
Lost my will, lost my sight
Got no more strength to fight.
…
My compass points North.
And I shall follow!
Nothing to choose,
Nothing to lose…
Behind me all is hollow.
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Interesting work indeed, with an original perspective, leading to some dynamic interpretations of life and circumstance, hinting at the countless variations manifesting themselves through fate.
Neat idea enthusiastically brought to the page !
Wishing you all the best. Â :)
Thank you very much Richard...
in a way its a bit the story of my life... just a bit. lol