LIFE RACE 2

          LIFE RACE 2

Life is a stage race

We call it a generational race

The relay race…an unending life race

A team spirit-filled race

Everyone as important as the other

We can’t afford to slack

It’s a must to leave a legacy

Make the spectators passionately yearn for more.

Oh yes! Aware of the heat

A race designed for you and me.

The generation who holds the baton…

Wield a great influence on the next.

Very well then...pace and strength of our generation

Is a determinant factor to the coming soon.

Only the less privilege ‘Ginis’ can do the extraordinary

It’s an unending race for we phenomenon.

A relay race suitable for the fit...

Unbearable for us handicaps.

Yet; against all odds we can do the magic!

Springing up much surprise…

Oh yes! A race where the first could turn last…vies-versa!

You can’t predict…leave it to the seers.

Anyways…let’s admit it happens by default

Our eagle eye on the tiny green-light down the tunnel.

Alas! The upper-class passes the baton

The anticipating generation grabs it

Two things are involved; the Expected and Unexpected!

Hmm…they stumble, the class crumbles

Spectators yell! They couldn’t keep the pace!

A wasteful generation! Lazy generation! Hmm...

Never forget, it’s an unending race.

The hopes are always alive…Never say Never!!!

Down town, the handicaps pass the baton

Hmm… what a detriment on our path.

Well… Mr. Nature gives us a chance

Two choices are involved: GO FOR IT or LET IT GO!

A perfect time for Decision...But I insist-GO FOR IT!

Possibly we can turn things around.

Although we can only play the catch-up

Let’s make the enthusiast spectators giggle.

To break these barriers? Let’s turn the odds around.

We must set our ideologies right,

Turn them to become realistic.

Look… we must become the exceptional men

The sparkling light that spurs on the spectators to life

Suddenly set the talking point.

Fight our way through; let’s enjoy the moment

This will surely last; What a Race!

At the right time we pass the baton,

Engulfed with numerous questions; we ask...

Are you able enough to collect this baton?

Can you keep up with the pace?

Hope you won’t let the coming soon down?

Well…we’ve set the pace in the race

Keep on racing for years with no finish line

Never stop chasing!

Everyman for himself; know your race

You must maintain your lane

Whether you wax old or die young

Remember…Life is a competition.

Few struggle for rivalry

Many struggle for survival

Alas! The rule is simple…

Maintain your lane…it’s a race.

Oh! Even if I start like the tortoise!

Slow and steady, I keep moving

Call me an invidious poor racer, I don’t mind.

Hear me! I am an inveterate racer.

Weariness won’t make me halt!

I can only stop when I cross the line.

My winning spirit is what turns me a cheetah

Alas! I have made the finish line… MY PREY!!!