Birds View (A Lyrical Ballard)

This is a semi-fictional writing purely written from my memory with no help taken from any source and is in a verse and narrative form, a lyrical ballad. I chose verse form because life is rhythmic in all its fortunes and misfortunes wheel of cycle, whatever comes in between is ephemeral, give and take. It is a giant wheel on which we all sit and enjoy its beauty in all its trepidations. Life is imperfect, perfection is reached only with death, as it does poetic justice, life has three unities, time, space and action, (beginning, middle and the end). The end justifies the means.