Circle Step Poem by Vera Sidhwa

He always walked in a circle step,
And caused such a commotion.
He said to himself, 'what's their problem? ',
This is my way of locomotion.

This guy he just walked in circles,
All day,
Until the sun's last ray.
Where he was, he would stay.

The man who walked in a circle step.

They asked him where he would,
End up or start or whatever.

The man retorted back,
It doesn't matter,
Back forth or whichever.
His direction didn't lack.