ROUND AND ROUND WE GO

Poem composed on August 15, 2009

Here we go again, round and round
And no matter how good we sound
On each of our wound beating around
Still the answer we have not found

We would follow them as if a hound
On their doors we knock and pound
Untill flat we both fall on the ground
And then all over again we rebound

This poem in inspired by what a friend and I are doing… just going round and round the circle, not finding any solution but merely beating around the bush.