The Rusting Centrifuge

The more you try the less you feel
It batters you from head to heel
And the only way is to bend and kneel
All you see is the turning wheel…

Don’t delude,
No refuge,
It’s no deluge,
You’re in a rusting centrifuge.

It doesn’t matter now what you think
When you could do nothing but to sink
It’s the stink off your sins; Try not to drink
Mark my words; It only takes a blink
To get the rhyme out of sync

It’s surreal,
It’s so near,
And so clear,
Your end has come here.

You don’t stand a chance yet I tell you this
What goes around just comes around
Life is like a glass; you see what you show
Your time has come to pass
But no one’s gonna say a mass
Your time has come to pass
And no one's gonna say a mass

Don’t delude,
No refuge,
It’s no deluge,
You’re in a rusting centrifuge.