At_Last

Circles

G.F.E. McGuiness

Circles of the sun Circles of the sun Raging sphere's unsettled air Peace will never come. Circles of the sun Circles of the sun Hurtled fires of leadened gods Boil in the lung.

Circles of the sun Circles of the sun

Men repair to find no where Nor how Thy will be done.

Circles of the sun Circles of the sun Embodied failure Anger railing bullets from my gun. Circles, circles. Circled sun Through the endless vacuum spinning Fendless men of senseless sinning Face this bitter mend. Revolution on, Wheedling wheeling turning psychless Pitched precession ever sending Us in ever rending Mindless circles of the sun. Stars of all infinity Through skies of ages yet to be I look aloft, Yet, all I see Are tally stones of promise made And duty shunned Counted each as one by one By one by one In never ending Never never never ending circles of the sun.

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