Running Away From Me...
A poem I wrote a month ago.
Took me about a half hour to write,
but then it went through the polishing stage, and here it is.
Hope you like it.
What is that thumping, ticking sound?
Like a pair of hooves, galloping upon the ground?
It keeps itself, a steady pace, as it runs,
in the race.
It never stops, and never thinks, not to breathe, not to blink.
It keeps on going. I admire the way, it goes on and on, never
lookin back, keeps its eyes on the track.
It never takes even a little break,
just sets its mind, on the chosen ...