Finishing This Particular Race Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

If the playing field was level,
And impossible obstacles...
Removed from my steps,
With intentions there to place.
For purposes to amuse those observing.

And if I was not isolated,
To have a blindfold on my face...
You can then ask,
What I believe my chances would be...
Finishing this particular race as a winner.

But then I do understand,
How important it is...
Certain perceptions should be kept,
With no exceptions...
That may apply to the keeping of rules.