giovedì 27 marzo 2014

Don't stop running

Start's arrived with a loud bang
silenced lots of coloured slang.
I force the breath and seems I sing
leg is flying, appears by wing....
Don't flee the words from open mouth
direction perhaps, from north to south.
People around is following own dreams
along to this street heart only gets screams.
Finishing line becomes like a ghost,
but hope and tenacy behind never lost.
Sometimes I think I lose every breath,
undressing like tree, sad loses last leaf.
Suddenly a face, find eyes of my wife
remember the love, a race across life.
Running into past, researching childhood,
at last kilometer I truly understood:
we'll find worst enemy, deep in our brain
than seeking a blame in this frozen rain.

Camòrs


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