THE BICYCLE CHAIN

THE BICYCLE CHAIN
Rodger Millar Munthali

It goes round and round
Knocking against sand particles
With a little corrosion
Necessitating erosion

The same applies to life
A cycle of life and death
With a little famines and diseases
Requiring food aids and medicines

Leaves of a tree
Fall one by one
Till a time it becomes leafless
Leaves fall to fertilize the soil
And new shoots thrive

But why do we not
Like the leaves of the trees
Offer the best to our fellows
For even the parts of a bicycle chain
Help each other up the cycle

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