STILL STANDING


The race began

A thousand athletes

All enthusiastic

And very certain of the prize

The race is on

But then, only a hundred

Some, strength-drained

And for them, the prize? – Only an illusion

The obstacles are fiercer

The pressure tighter

The road narrower

And the prize even farther

Now down to tens

As faint as ever

Nobody’s got nobody’s back

It’s every man for himself

Stumbling, faltering,

Falling, but rising

Looking back

I’m all alone- in the race

The crowd is jeering

Sights are tempting

Strength is failing

And the end is nearing

Crossing the finish line

Full of fatigue

And limp in every regard

But I’m still standing.

Chinazar Okoro©2009

 


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