In Time's Ebb And Flow Poem by john o'connell

In Time's Ebb And Flow



in time's ebb and flow
we are like puppets
falling down
and being pulled back up again
by the powerful strings
of our own primeval stubborness;
yo-yoing back and forth
while the shooting gallery
shots of fate and fortune
hit or miss.
tragicomedy in the full!

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