Eye the Prize
The merry-go-round
Has slowed, or for some
Even stopped.
See the color horse you are riding,
Or is it a lion, tiger, or bear
You find yourself astride?
Now's the time
To eye the prize
The brass ring
We forget still hangs there
Just within reach,
But not if we donít care.
Set your sites
Before it starts back up
Before it's round and round you go
Headed nowhere once again, hello!
by J Alan R

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