The old world <br />keeps spinning round <br />and we keep <br />spinning with it. <br />Our lives <br />go this way and that, <br />up and down <br />and sideways flat. <br />As the pressures <br />in our lives increase, <br />we wonder <br />if we will ever survive, <br />but we do <br />constantly each day. <br />The only time it will stop <br />is when <br />we are dead and gone. <br /> <br />16 April 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-keep-spinning/
