The Beginning Of The End

By Linda A. Copp

The beginning of the end,
the beginning of the end.
It's all a vicious circle,
'round an ever turning bend.

And you can't do this, because you can't do that
And you can't rise above it
'Cause you can't get off your back.
And you want to pick wild berries,
or go romping in the snow,
But, it's all beyond your fingertips,
your stuck here, don't you know.

The beginning of the end,
the beginning of the end.
It's all a vicious circle round an ever twisting bend.
And you can't escape its fortress,
for the doors open and they close,

Just long enough to keep you running,
and why?
Heaven only knows!
The beginning, of the end,
the beginning of the end,
It's all a vicious circle and the race is run again.

By Linda A. Copp

©September 1, 1971