Keep Those Legs Up

A man sits as many risks as he runs. - Thoreau

i'm running

out of breath

gasping for air

running

out of breath

gasping for air

i'm running

faster

out of breath

gasping for air

coming from nowhere

going nowhere

i started out sprinting

but now i'm jogging

a hamster on someone else's wheel

too young to think

too old to care and feel

too uncoordinated to shuffle

too blind to deal

too lazy to peel

too tired to kneel

too uneven to be a ship's keel

not we will but we'll

run the race and keep the faith

'cuz that's what the good book saith

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

The title reminds me of a song Hold your head up by the Party Boys and or the band Argent. Your whole poem could be lyrics to a song g. Nice work Pete. HNY.

[G]

That was a strange quote by Thoreau.

I like and love the rhyming of the poem. The distress of the piece kinda got to me. But that's poetry, eh?

Learning not to question the "meaning" of every piece. It was really good and inspired me to wonder (: