The Cycle


The dance with demons invited
A frustrating old-style pressing
At every step and turn of late
Nothing free and nothing easy
In these bigs
Only grounding cycles back
To decades-old formulas


Memories recall when all bets
Were so easily covered
And being significant was important
To actors and observers
Now everything has changed almost totally
Underdogs and children rule now
No one loves these gods anymore


Signposts at crossroads
Suggest more of the same
Versus all of the different
Nipping tucking evoking
Lessons from all the failure
Not for anyone anymore anywhere
Creation based on obstinance and spite