Sisyphus, You Ruined It For The Rest Of Us

You ruined it.
You ruined it
for the rest of us.

rolling a boulder uphill.
Rolling a boulder uphill,
over and over again.

never allowed to quit.
Never allowed to quit,
we’re slaves to duty.

will you ever win?
“Will you ever win?”
I ask myself.

Should I imagine you happy?
Should I imagine me happy?
Imagination changes no reality.

Maybe I ought to revolt?



Above poem inspired by Albert Camus’ essay, The Myth of Sisyphus.


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