Comments about john mort
Life is like a circle.
A fairground carrousel.
It takes you on a journey.
Not knowing when the ride will end.
Round and round glides the carrousel.
The feel of the wind in our hair.
All sisters and brothers together.
On a ride going nowhere.
On a circle of experience.
Lifes up's and down's abide.
To be as you are on the carrousel ride.
An enigma or full of pride.
As all things mortal the ride must end.
You can feel it slowing down.
The up's and down's are leveling out.
As the carrousel ride finaly reaches it's end.