RACE HORSE

Life is a race; an intense selfish race

the Race horse

Panting and sweating

Nostrils flared, mane flowing

Walloping dust with strides

Like wind blowing hard

jockeys screaming

waving stick, kicking

crowds screaming

urging the racehorse

to the finish line

And then, silence

A few minutes of glory

Then back to the barn

then a new race

a new course

a new crowd

a new jockey

till it runs no more

he is a spent force

the race horse

I am a race horse

running till it all ends

Reviews

[SyberRose]

Yes we all get put out to pasture sooner or later ha...Enjoyed Wilderness..SyberRose

[WILDERNESS]

well keep running, shall we, at least till they r cheering.................thanks a lot Rose

[lee von cleef]

They know, they feel,they give,children of god,their breath bread, of our day.

[WILDERNESS]

v right. the larger perspective of life is lost in the lower struggle for survival

[lee von cleef]

now that is a thoughtful observation, reality will ground you to awaken to the dangers of complacency.

[WILDERNESS]

well said, complacency is the silent killer, dont you think?

[lee von cleef]

Oh Ya opened the tailor door the same way ,then got a lesson on how to get kicked.