The Spinning Earth

Earth spins
Regardless of what happens to us;
Whether we tread in muck
Or we dance on golden ramps
Earth spins
Her eyes blindfolded
Her lips sealed
Caring not to give us
Some insight
As to allow us to decipher
The many puzzles inscribed
Upon our lives!

The fruits laden in her orchard,
Initially meant for one and all,
Have been snatched by those
Claiming themselves to be stronger
And bolder, having in their midst,
Weapons to protect them!

The flowers planted in her garden
Have been decried as forbidden to some
Even if, like the fruits,
They were initially meant for one and all!

Earth spins
Spinning everyone along with it
Bidding us all to tread in its madness
And to see in it, truth and meaning!

Spinning realm lying in silent and dark space,
Is quite a dreaded place to be,
Its inhabitants having to rely
On being the fittest so as to survive
And being,
At the same time,
Blinded and denied to what was expected of them
At the initial stage of creation!

Anoucheka Gangabissoon is a Primary School Educator in Mauritius. She writes poetry and short stories as hobby. She considers writing to be the meaning of her life as she has always been influenced by all the great writers and wishes to be, like them, immortalized in her words. Her works can be read on and she had also appeared in various literary magazines like SETU, Different Truths, Dissident Voice, In Between Hangovers Press, WISH Press, Tuck’s Magazine, Blue Mountain Review, among others. She has also been published in Duane’s Poetree and also in two anthologies for the Immagine and Poesia group. Her poems are often placed in free online contests Read other articles by Anoucheka.