Waiting for Death to Call (The Backward Race)
I smile & I dance,
So the tears will not flow,
It’s my last chance,
But, I, for now, am the only one to know
that the end is fast approaching, at the speed of Life.
The people who stand
and, cannot understand,
Should I tell, or should I close my mouth?
Inside, I keep all that which can’t come out,
I laugh & sing, so I won’t scream and shout
Alone, to face the great Adventure
of the Human Race.
Who can go slowest?
Who will be last to cross the finish line?
Time will tell. That most worthy friend of mine.
I’m now a sprinter in this race
against the clock
And will surpass the worst,
it’s oh so true.
The last will now be first
and first be last.
I’m going to lose,
So I can be the one
I’m now just oh so much faster than you
We spend our lives in this Backward Race,
The slowest pace is set by he who’ll win,
I know now, I’m not to be the winner of the race:
The last one in
The paradox of life- of the human Race