Wheels, my child.

Wheels, my child.

Here’s a little rain to oil your neck, and a little devil for my rheumatism, rub it up, roll on, just a little while, don’t roll off onto the road like your sisters, your behavior makes it hard for me to fathom.   

Wheel me along and watch me swing,

 Kaleidoscopic jungle of madness and din!   

Why forth do you spring out of orbit? Am I, an old lady, too heavy for you? Everything’s gone, left and gone, my stool stolen, my cardboard torn by the cats, my pillow snatched away, all I have is you, you to carry me along…   

Lug me over and help me swing,

Songs of a better time, muted to hiss!  

And all you have is me, me to push you along, after the beggar girl drew her last breathe. Ah you lazy brat, I had my stool, my cardboard, my pillow before I had you four, and one by one, they rolled off, each fetching an article along…   

Heave me over and leave me alone,

Breathe your last and kiss me bye!   

All I have now is you, for me to half-limp, half cradle you along my way, you’re my last. After that… I only have myself. I know that’s less of a burden for me, but…but…   

Wheel me away and hear me sing,

 Songs of a swan song, kiss my last…   

I know…but…please, child, please…

 Half-assed explanations:  

 Its about the old lady and the trolley (its 4 wheels) symbolizing and also telling the reader about the old lady’s past where her 4 children left her. See it in the way of math– 4 wheels means sturdy support, 3, a tripod lends exceptional stability too, 2 is meagre, like a bicycle, 1 meant the requirement for the person operating the mechanism to lend support instead. The same applies maybe to her children.

 So in this case where the old lady wants desparately for her last wheel/child to stay with her and not roll off like the rest meant something other than physical support– she herself is putting in strength from her frail body to support it/her.

 But in the end, it still rolled off, like the rest…