Songster's Poem - The Cog

[Songster]

THE COG

　

THERE ONCE WAS A DAY

WHEN AN EVERYDAY COG

GOT TIRED OF TURNING

IN PERPETUAL SLOG.

HIS WHIRLING AND TWIRLING

KEPT HIS MIND IN A SPIN

THUS PUZZLED HE PONDERED

WHERE TO START, WHERE TO END?

HE ASK OF HIS NEIGHBOR

(IN HIS ROUND-ABOUT-MIEN)

"IS THIS CEASELESS CYCLING

WHY WHEELS WERE MACHINED?"

WAS ANSWERED, "I'VE GOT TO ROLL,

I'VE NO TIME, SO TO SPEAK!

BETTER ORDER SOME OIL!

YOU'RE STARTING TO SQUEAK!"

AROUND AND ABOUT THEN

(OUR POOR COG DESPAIRING)

HE RIDDLED HIS REASON,

AND QUESTIONED HIS BEARINGS.

BUT THEY COULDN'T TELL HIM,

BEING PRESSED TO EXERTION.

(OUR COG WASN'T SURE

THAT IT WASN'T COERCION!)

HE CALLED FOR A MEETING,

A GATHERING OF GEARS,

WHERE HE THUNDERED AND ROARED

(HAVING WOUND ROUND FOR YEARS).

WHEN, OVER AND UNDER,

EVERY SPROCKET AND CAM

WENT SUDDENLY SILENT

AS IF THEY'D BEEN JAMMED!

THEN A BIG HAIRY HAND

GAVE A TWIST OF A WRENCH,

NOW OUR HERO, THE COG,

IS RESTING UP ON A BENCH.

Robert Anderson (aka Songster)

Edited September 23, 2011 by Songster

[Atwater Vitki]

Oh you silly cog, don't you know the Wheel is the only important thing in the Universe?

Blessings,

PS: ...and I heard that straight FROM the Wheel, so I know it's true!!!

[Songster]

I just got through reading Wanagi's discourse about the Medicine Wheel, and noted your comments about the simularities to wheels in other cultures. I know that the names and nature of our Higher Powers may be entirely different, but I believe that every act in life has purpose, and I would not have discovered Wanagi's wonderful forum topic if you had not mentioned the Wheel. My thanks, my friend!