A race of happiness and of strife
Hold you position, don't lose your place
Coasting around the track call life
A green flag signals - Start the race.
Years of preparation are now on the line
You speed up looking for a chance
You say again this is my time
My position in life I will enhance.
A yellow flag is suddenly given
Some danger on the track ahead
Cautiously the race is now driven
Or comes the derailment you so dread.
For someone the race is ending
Red flags are being displayed
For another life is ebbing
You stop, the race has been delayed.
The race continues at a torrid pace
You fight your way to the top
Cheating with a smile and grace
Lest a black flag your race to stop.
Starting the last lap, it's in the bag
You drove heartly and brave
At last the end, the checkered flag
Now your ready for the grave.
For what matters the winning
If the things for which you strive
When comes the final ending
Includes not love - Your not alive. . . . .
Nobody Special
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