The World's Way, And My Way Poem by Amobi Freeman N

The world goes round
But I don't move with it
Circular movement leads nowhere
Mine is upwards

The world has been against me
Even when I tried to move with it
It has no known destination
And I have nothing to do with it

It moves forward and circular;
Spinning round in revolution
I move forward and upward
To a promised destination

If you're moving with the world don't look for me
Because I'm taking a different direction
The light who's resident in me
Is the one that lights up my way