The Race of Life
Involved in the race of life
Competing with millions of people
But only those who will reach the arrival
Will be considered as winners
Some don’t want to get involved
Because the arrival is too far to be seen
So they just give up, for fear of the unknown
Or fear of the unseen end
We are all ready to run these miles in front of us
We know nothing about the end
But we just want to take part in the race
As soon as we hear the starter
We start running
Of course there is a false start
But we all keep on running
I see some cheating
Taking short cuts
But they know nothing about The Judge
Or they are just ignoring His presence
For they have never seen Him
So they act as if nobody was watching them
While He is keeping an eye on them
I have never seen The Judge, but I feel His presence
I know some are going to reach the arrival
Long before me, but I know that
The Judge knows those who cheated
And sooner or later they will get their punishment
Others just fall down before reaching the end
For they are exhausted
I start being tired and I slow down
For I understand that the road is far away
And instead of sprint I need endurance
And it’s just at that moment that I realize
I was indeed in a competition
But my first challenger was myself
And If I want to reach the end,
I’ll need to fight first against my weakness
So as to go beyond those virtual limits
So I take a gust of wind in order to fill my lungs
My goal is to reach the arrival
And my wisdom shows me
That the first obstacle I have to overcome,
If ever I want to be a winner, was myself
So being aware of that, I am hopeful
Because I am well equipped to run right to the end
Copyright © Ndeye Khare Ndiaye | Year Posted 2009
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