Running From Safety

It is meant to be;
as it is today,
yet, emphasis is upon going round and round.
It`s but human.
Love never fails; never,
it is the subject that runs around,
runs away from the epicentre.
Destiny is not a word,
it is ultimate follow through, running,
no matter how you like it;
to chase or to be chased,
it will have you, surely.
Be prepared.

by Gulam Abbas Hashmi

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