Sisyphus, Benjamin Mui

Sisyphus

Benjamin Mui ‘22

The snow drifts down slowly today A side effect of the winter chill Everything white as the moon at night But all without the glow It’s all just part of life’s challenges They roll soundly down at times Or crash suddenly to the bottom So it seems that the illusion of control Over the highs and the lows Is nothing more than Sisyphus’s eternal doom To roll the boulder of life high up the hill Only to have it fall before the top Yet somehow there is a meaning A heroic act to push day after day To raise a clenched fist to the absurdity That is living tomorrow’s today To view it all upon high Being able to realize both how far we’ve come And how far we’ve yet to go Given a choice to either leave the task undone Or with triumphant smiles March down the hill to begin again.