Passing the Baton

Gunfire blasts as chiseled arms and legs begin to rotate Getting out and kicking is the key, one mustn't hesitate My leg is ALL mine to run and for me to consume total control I must run freely and fearlessly, I must dig deep down within the depths of my soul Running this race isn't about selfish pride and egoistic glory It's about being true, doing my part and running so that we all may get the victory Yes! I must be careful and ready when the baton is passed my way My grip must be tight, my mind focused and my heart in it for there mustn't be any delay I must receive, own and hone my leg like a true winner If I do otherwise, then all the work done before me will mean nothing. The headlines will read, "LOSER" When my leg is done, I must do the right thing and pass the baton A carefully administered hand-off to my teammate, just a token of unity... an attempt to cross the finish line as ONE