Everyman

what is everyman but you and me

the worker whose back is sore from bending

the aged who cry as their abilities decay

the disabled who rage at not having a chance

to see their dreams come true

the healers and helpers who absorb

the failures of society day in and day out

the wealthy who can never be fulfilled

and the poor who don’t know how

not to question what life terrorizes them with next

we are all interchangeable

we are all on a merry-go-round

up and down as we make the circle

one day we have one role, the next another,

taking and giving, playing our parts,

not looking for thanks but wishes for it a little

the cycle of time and life and strength

and weakness, power and a soft moan

that few can recognize but in time

comes to everyman