If wheels were suddenly banished
I wonder how we’d feel
For lots of things we use these days
Depend upon the wheel
We simply couldn’t function
As so many things we do
In one way or another
Involve a wheel or two
Around the house we use them
In our house or in the yard
If we had to drag our things around
‘Twould be extremely hard.
How would we keep the lawn mowed
Or put the garbage out
Without our mowers or wheelie bins
We’d take all day, no doubt!
Then if there were no transport
How could we get to town
How could we bring our shopping home
It’s weight would drag us down.
Even in Great Grandpa’s day
They had the horse and cart
To move their goods from place to place
So at least that was a start!
Yet when they built the pyramids
‘Twas not a wheel in sight
While Inca’s built on mountainsides
And seemed to do all right
The Ancient Brits built Stonehenge
A place that I have seen
They didn’t have the wheel back then
So I must say, they were keen!
The larger stones from Chilmark
Come across the southern Downs
Where now there are some villages
And several little towns.
The Sarisan Stones though smaller
Come all the way from Wales
Across the Bristol Channel
And over many hills and dales
Back then they used hard labour
For this was all they had
But these days our initiative
Is stifled which is sad.
Today our lives are easier
With our mod cons, but still
I think there’s no invention
More important than the wheel.
- by Joy Hibberd
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