Can it be this dream world a spoke within a wheel?
An alternative life supporting our endless wheel
The path not taken, a kiss upon shores of life, reveal
Familiar ruts, deep and wide, in journeys upon this wheel
Secrets appear in forests deep through the surface seal
Messages like warnings on spokes within our wheel
Then times we pause and reflect, realize what we feel
Other times we continue in circles upon the Ferris wheel
We love, we care as best we can and shyly to conceal
A free link to give us sustenance like meals on wheel
We rant in thunder’s passion, wind-blown without a keel
Then continue on prisoned paths, a spoke broken in our wheel
Sigh in hopeless vastness, not aware of other’s zeal
Will we ever decide to cleanse our wheel within a wheel?