the cycle

The blue sky white clouds
Floating as the seconds flow
Many people just carry on
Of life and affairs chasing dreams

Jealousy and greed
Of neighbours materialistic gains
Finding out what they do
Man they will not tell you

For a short while
A decade the acquiring assets
Looking into the short term
It can't make on normal rules

You hear the story
The peacock colours bewitching eyes
As the blue sky and white clouds
Attract your time your forget a while

Then the cloud changes
Dark clouds rain fall
On the ground into rivers
Of things we do and see

This is the cycle
Slow and fast within the wheel
You pedal it how you want it
It is there you have to decide