Run Poem by Hardik Vaidya

Run because there is a run in you.
Run before you turn sane.
Run before you loose the opportunity of madness.
Run till you find time standing still,
Your will is faster than fastest evil.
The thump of your heart, the drums beat hard
Caramba caramba it's time for Samba
Run such, that you run into the run
And you runout the run
Leave it, beaten, left behind, black faced, crest fallen
Worthy in victory say aloud
Well run.