I can almost feel the cogs
Turning inside my chest –
The wheels spinning
In perfect synchronization,
Whirring, purring, spurring me
On to another revolution,
Another restless resolution.

The sun rises and falls
And I concur.

Though in between I wonder
About the progression of progress
And the succession of success.

And somewhere in the distance
I hear a challenge, a command –
“Free, free! Men at last!”

But if I wait just a little longer
The voice of reason will come
To teach me reconciliation
And soothe away all my fears.