
Roller Coaster
The ride
Life takes twists and turns We suffer joys and burns We never know where it goes We surrender to where it flows
We try to get off the ride To one or the other side But it is going too fast Will we ever last?
We surrender to the path As we try to do the math But when we think too much We lose all touch
The outcome we fear Even if it is not clear Into the future we peer Away from the present we steer
Are we going up or down? Is it a verb or noun? What does a journey mean? Beyond what is seen?
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