the amused life

like a carousel spinning around and around
never stopping just gliding up and down
i want to get off, i want this to end
but he waves to keep going and nods with a grin

faster and faster like a mouse in a maze
the very same motion day after day
i look at the others positioned in line
and try to compare those in front and behind

we all came for the same thing, we all paid our fare
to be on this ride and to grab our “fair share”
there’s nowhere to go, the rules will not bend
so on this wooden horse my days i will spend

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