Cycle Poem by Chan Mongol

CYCLE
April 24,2019

Disabled man cries then, dries and tries to rise;
Same life in different days differently, guys!
Cycle of a life can't move only by own engine;
Needing outer oxygen, petrol, gas benzine!

Trillions of cycles needed for a life to undergo;
The Sun sources to make water to vapor to flow.
Vapor to cloud then pour down as rain or snow;
To balance, conditions energize for life to let go.

Life comes, develops, suffers until the death call;
Death isn't the end of the world, new lives enroll.
Some lives live short and some live longer;
And everybody wants to live in own perimeter.

Warmth changes and changes the time here;
None lives forever and in same atmospheric order.
Everything rotates, you, me and the cycle has to be;
Variously cycling-recycling make objects worthy!