The Athlete
In life many are the races
For varying requirements to cater
Because of an undeniable fact
That different abilities people got
The capabilities differing even further
There are those who are too fast
They will sprint for a few seconds,
Then hold their breath in rest
They choose the 100 meters race
Others moderate but sure
They will take the 21km half marathon
Others less moderate but more certain
They will do the 42 km marathon?
What happens when one overestimates;
His speed and gets into the 100meters race?
His strength and joins the 21 km race?
His perseverance and joins the 42 km race?
But what happens when adrenalin malfunctions?
And one lies to himself that he’s an athlete
I would rather be sure am one
Then slow but sure do the 42 km marathon
Perhaps victory upon me would come, who knows?
Copyright © Kihara Ezra | Year Posted 2011
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