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Apr 2014
Life wildly spins
It rocks and tilts and wavers
And as time tumbles on
It grows more and more unstable
And with each revolution passed
Fewer more will come
So each new moment gains new worth
As soon its turns are done

Regard these words
And know the last will come
How will you spend this time
Before this wild ride is done?
Although it seems it will go on
Time will see its end
And when it's done and fine'ly falls,
It won't be spun again
|Written 2010|
*from my Emerge collection, being poem #2.

The original title was "Top", as in the type of spinning toy, but I later thought that title was too broad to pick up on without a picture or context with it to clue people into what I meant by the word "Top", so I changed the name to "Topple" to convey the meaning more accurately.

© 2017 A.D. Sifford.
I'm okay with you sharing my poetry, I just ask that you show courtesy bey being honest and attributing it to my name. Thank you,
- Sifford
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