Thursday, January 1, 2009

The Winner

My thoughts outpaced my feet
To the finish line as I raced
With the wind, like bitter truth,
Hitting hard on my face

Thoughts of my sweat and toil
Every hour, every day
And of all the health and luck
That for no reason came my way

Thoughts of the lazy few who to win
Never did sweat or strive
And of the one-legged cripples who couldn't win
However hard they tried

I am told the sight of the finish line
Must put one on cloud nine
But I, the winner of a race of cripples,
Just let out a sigh

January 1st, 2009.

Wishes for a prosperous and peaceful new year, and a world with equal opportunities for one and all.