Climbing Controversy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sometimes in the darkness I lose my way, sanity leaves me,
I know not which direction to go.

Safety is no longer existent, life has stopped and sits
remotely on a merry-go-round, no longer identifying with
anyone in space or time.

Life goes around with no purpose, stops when it is over,
duty follows itself around in circles, never contemplating
why it does so.

Obligations fly away slowly with the wind, never landing
except momentarily in some people's minds.

Controversy climbs ever higher within each of us and insanity
seemingly takes over the daily grind called life.

Continuing ever in a continuous circle, never climbing off
or holding on, only falling over when it becomes too much
to handle.