Circles

All things will come full circle. Why do we think that is?
The journey's never always smooth, not mine, not yours, not his.
The life we live is full of turns and unexpected choices
So choose your best and don't get stressed by all those other voices.
I purpose we say instead my friend life has a certain angle.
While some obtuse and some acute, a round life 'twill surely mangle.
A circle as a shape is fine, as a journey harmful thinking.
The road we walk is difficult, full of bends and kinking.
Rather than anticipate the shape that we will wander,
why not walk first  then look back to ponder.
All things will come full circle, to me it sounds bizzare
I prefer to break from the mould and shoot off to a far.
If all things come full circle we end where we begin.
We meet back at the start to run the race again.
The track is old and worn you see so look beyond the curve
there's more out there than whats ahead to these new woods let's swerve.

Hut Writing

Two Lonely Words


How many men before me have come
across the same questionas I have just done.
A question of life, A question of death
this question could change how you take your next breath.
A question of hope a question of doubt
a question whose answer may not come about.
If planning the future or caught in the past
you'll remain in the shadow this question has cast.
Two lonely words, if stuck in the brain
are more than enough to drive eyou insane.
Two lonely words control all my thoughts.
Two lonely words have me tied up in knots.
Two lonely words can ruin your life.
Two lonely words can cut like a knife.
Which two words can scare a man stiff?
I'll ask you right now, dear reader, What if?