Red-blue wheel of magical wonder
Twirling, fabulous, retro-freedom;
This cycle of life is endlessly moving
Keeping its highs and lows asunder
Rising fortunes will yet be defeated
Yet the pinnacle we’re still persuing
Why then ride this wheel of fortune?
With full-knowledge, but still unswerving?
Negation; to fall isn’t the intention
This time, we plead, a change in outcome?
See now, it’s stopping!
Coney Island NYC; By me! 2011.
