Maze of LIfe

I see the numbers turn
right before my eyes.
Endlessly, they roll,
waiting for my demise.
The current's swift;
it carries all of us
through space and time-
a journey uncharted,
a voyage inescapable,
a crew unwilling-
shanghaied by chaos,
chosen at random,
shaped by events
and by people
not of their choosing.
Like a great experiment,
time's trying to discover
what makes us tick.
We're all lab rats
condemned to an eternity
running the wheel,
watching the clock-
its numbers counting,
marking our progress
seeing how long
we can last
in the great maze of life.