Wednesday, July 27, 2011

I would speak of the end of the line

but why? who on earth

doesn't face this finish line?

who doesn't dream of passing

through some winner's circle

and on to a wreath and a heavenly reward?

our own acts determine whether

we take the trophy

to be buried with it in honor

or wind up in tatters outside the track

and who doesn't coat that last hard reality

with fear and regret?

live while you can--

and to hell with the race...

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