Ignorant Rodent

A lonely sidewalk
slips underway,
while legs keep moving
forward in searchof you.
Bleak skies turn
a pepper shade of gray,
small harsh pellets
flick my skin in mockery.
My legs moving faster
with passion and motive.
The path I run leads to
where I began and realization
of being the fool
who was chasing his tail
does not come to kindly.
I ache inside and fall with
heavy burdens, knowing
all too well defeat.
One day, destinations will
have a fence I can climb,
breaking this repetitive trap
you have got me running in.
Like an ignorant rat in his orange,
plastic wheel.

J.M.Jesseau 2000