When I look into my eyes after sunrise <br />I learn from an old face… and a body out of line <br />Can’t give up…cause my body’s tell- tale burn likens <br />The star… burning slow and falling to the ground <br /> <br />Round and round goes the earth…telling <br />Good and bad times in passing a river of tears <br />And babies crying trying to suckle-feed dried up breasts <br />Lacking nourishing milk and love, to make the round and back <br />Bypassing the old folks back home, them praying <br />Time-after-time to atone their sins, still <br />Knowing not who’s listening in. <br />Babies stomach full, big like a man, <br />Standing tall still not on their own <br /> <br />The world I’m on, going round and round… slowing down… <br />Smack dab between three scores and four years…whoa! <br />Sensing I’d made this lap before, always ending up at birth <br />Then age, finally at death, and round and round again <br />Passing cotton stalks, limbs lined with white-balls during August, <br />Corn stalks with ears of corn and long silky hair: cures all that ails <br />Pigs wallowing in muddy pigsties, and speckle hen clucking <br />And cackling trying to save her baby chicks from the big bad wolf <br />And Momma widowed, young, and wrangling nine youngling alone <br />Please, please, please driver, may I get off! <br /> <br />“Will the circle be unbroken <br />By and by, by and by? <br />In a better home awaiting <br />In the sky, in the sky? ” <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />May 29,2014<br /><br />Almedia Knight Oliver<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-crcle-is-unbroken/
