Circle Of Rings Poem by David Oladipupo Olorunshola

It is like a circle of rings,
And a chicken tied with strings
Without a way out to flight;
So was the darkness before the night

The people are enmeshed in rubbish
Totally unaware and have become snobbish.
It is baffling, to say the least a situation
Except you know how to reposition

Running from self imposed images and illusion
That holds the soul and mind in delusion,
Wandering where the bolts are loosed
Though, everything seems to be normal

Each time you look through the lattice
No winning strategy can suffice
Without the desire to show forth
Wanting to glory in self effort.