Must Escape

must escape
must get away
must leave
this round and round

the wheel of life
it rolls and rolls
humming with the sound

of what was done
and done again
each time a little less

of soul engaged
in dramas staged
less order in the mess

of on and on
repeating song
no longer quite awake

the time has come
to be the one
to sail on mind's deep lake

of what can be
when we can see
there's more in round and round

with every breath
a birth from death
can easily be found