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Radia Al Rashid Poem
The horse sped by, restlessly galloping
The train disappeared in a blink
The cars are obstinately racing
For a moment, I forgot to think!
The gushing wind is loud and unforgiving
The ground under my feet is trembling.
With an untamed and ambiguous force
Everything is filled with speed and remorse.
I halt to hear, listen through the wildeness
Too slim, too fat, too small, too big
Too lame, too cool, too dumb, too successful!
Too many things, nothing but boredom
Too many restrictions, too much freedom!
Too little time, too much potential
Too ugly, too pretty, too many credentials!
Too mediocre, too ambitious
Too naïve, too pretentious!
Too early, too late
Too bland, too great!
Too timid, too strong
Too right, too wrong!
And I lost the count
When I took another look around.
The never-ending race goes on
So does the constant competition.
Only for a split second, I stopped running
Everything managed to let me down, with the hint of a warning!
This race to please the world is overstraining
You're lost, you're nothing
If you take breaks, you're not the chosen one
The race is ongoing, only focus and RUN!
Copyright © Radia Al Rashid | Year Posted 2022
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