Treadmill Companion1 min 140 1 min 140
Life is but time that'll never go still;
It's just a huge tireless eternal treadmill.
The walkers change, and so does the pace;
But the treadmill goes on with the same grace.
I step on it, courageously alone,
And walk along the path I'm shown.
But somewhere, somehow, I think midway -
"Who is with me, all through the way?"
Involuntarily, I walk and walk..
And look for a partner and begin to talk.
I call them my kith, my kin, my mates
And want them to help me through all my gates.
With some, I climb huge rocks and cliffs
With some, I part with some meager tiffs.
I'm sickened by some 'byes', elated by some!
I've forgotten my path - that's worrisome!
Somewhere along this ceaseless route,
I've lost the route and forgotten the root.
I'm still concerned in looking for mates
Fighting between the loves and the hates.
Suddenly I see, to my own shock -
That I'm all alone, and I hit on a rock.