Changing Directions Poem by Terry Donovan

Straight ahead backwards
And you end up
Where you are.
You don't know
Where you came from
Or how you got this far.
East it East
And West is West,
You can't sit down
On a dead man's chest,
It's one for sorrow,
Two for joy.
Just when you're thinking
Land ahoy!
There's water water
Everywhere.
And is there hope?
Nope. Just despair.
It's time to change directions,
Time to change your mind,
Right or left?
You're in a cleft.
And the door's slammed shut behind.