Earth is the merry-go-round of the Devil, Swung from his thumb with a mocking tune. Mount your hobby, a good or an evil, And ride, friend, in sun or moon. Straddle your art, trade, or profession; Ride to laughter, ride amid groans: For a brief hour you hold possession, Then you pay for it -- with your bones. "All for Love" is the first tune played you; How you lean to it in your seat! "Gold Is Good, It Is Gold Has Made You" Is the next -- it seems complete. "Power Is the Goal the Gods Covet" Sounds then, and you spur your speed. "Art Is Life -- or the Best of It" Breaks in and you chant the creed. @3Earth is the merry-go-round of the Devil, Mount your hobby -- and pay the price; Choose the tune, a good or an evil, And ride, friend, for none rides twice.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MODULATIONS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 3. TEESTAY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SIMON SURNAMED PETER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FACADE: 2. THE BAT by EDITH SITWELL |