Revolution

A day that comes and goes by
Blinking with the close of the eye
End the end the year is done
Set behind whats next to come
Just another revolution
Arbitrary our evolution
What's the point of celebration
Happy New years our self infatuation

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.