The Race

I am so very tired I just can't keep up this pace, No longer do I feel inspired I think I am giving up the race. Up ahead once stood the finish line But, now it has been replaced, I now see a "YIELD SIGN" No longer do I run in a haste. I am so tired of all the battles I am also tired of the chase, Listening to false promises that rattles I am now red in the face. The inspiration is all gone My desires have all been erased, I don't feel like going on I think the competition was a waste. I am so tired of this one run I am now finally finishing this race, No more races for me, I am now done I don't care to finish in last place. Now I am in no hurry For a loss I am now embraced, The trophy is now faded and blurry My shoes will now be permanently unlaced. Randy L. McClave