Your Race Poem by John Sensele

Run your race at a sedate pace
With steps primed to succeed
Regardless of faces of stress
Blown your way by an ill-wind.

Run your race with all the vigour
Bottled up deep within your soul
Saturated to perfection with the rigour
To surge forth as you achieve your smart goal.

Run your race and displace disgrace
Cast in the mud of envy
Swollen and woven in fabrics of mess
Stitched in a glitch switch of scurvy.

Run your race to the best of your persistence
Catalysed and authorized to yield ripe fruit
In the right proportion of balance and insistence
Perseverance, existence in your empathy and sympathy suit.