Little Bear

Long lost poetry by A&S

Travelling in Circles

Filed under: Poetry August 15, 2006 @ 4:57 pm

Lost souls at the end of stone they stand
Waiting on the inevitable to make its way
For reasons no sane man can possibly comprehend
Did they learn nothing yesterday?

Mortals think their friend will take them home
Leaving all the scenery behind in history
Tomorrow they will have to face the past again
For they are trapped in everyday’s story

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