The Race

Poem By markus martinez

as i run thru life
in the human race
i do not know how long i can keep the pace
as equals fall or stop and stay behind
i wonder to myself when will be my time
my endurance is strong
but my heart is weak
not weak from health
but from the calamity we seek
i know in my heart that the race never ends
we just run and run till the life we have ends

Comments about The Race

Markus...I am moved, I feel your emotional exaustion. Be still your beating heart...allow yourself to be comfortable with calm waters. Pia

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