I have not believed in any race,
Competing is not competence.
All I got truly is a will to sacrifice;
On which you are giving many bowls of rice.
If that had been a will to race,
I would have long won with ease;
Leaving nothing of it even to trace:
For that will act it's might go erase!
Then none can bring forth any truce.
Don't go fooling around that am hare
Fell behind in wanderings to a tortoise
Remember the days wept for my glance
Life should not be a race but an embrace.


© IZINGIZER