To Rotate. In Cycles Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gone.
To rotate in cycles.
Denials.
And the routine of saying prayers.
With a wish to be forgiven.
With a wish to pay attention.
Done to listen.
Again.

Gone to rotate in cycles.
A forgetting to dismissed.
What was done to do it over.
Whatever it was to do,
Again and again.

There is a need,
To do whatever we please.
Again to be given that opportunity.
Believing what we do is okay.
When that pain to feel heals.
And goes away.
There is a need,
To treat others disrespectfully.
Without a lesson to have learned.
Yet more excuses to be used.
For the same mistakes to have made.
With them to face.
And hoping with a faith to fake,
God will erase...
Again.
To rotate.
In cycles.
Again.
To rotate this in cycles.
Again.
To rotate this in cycles.
Again.
Rotating this in cycles.
Again!