Jan 19, 2013

Run Run...


Hey! Slacker, Run for the cup
Fore’ you fade into the frantic crowd
The world forgets the runner-up
Glory only to the winner proud

The track is warm but the wind is cold
The race is short-so don’t be cowed
Run for glory, run for the Gold
Don’t you hear the clapping aloud?

Race toward the finishing rope
Like lightning from a darkened cloud
With long strides of pride and hope
Run for honor and believe you could

Pull every muscle for the final run
This is the day, a dream avowed
Run, Run – you’re second to none
There’s the podium and victory shroud! 

29 comments:

  1. Powerful and unfortunately the first verse about second place being forgotten is very true. I make a point of remembering the effort of even runner-ups.

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    1. Julie, Its amazing that you remember the runner-ups too!

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  2. Nice. Couldn't help but think of Lance Armstrong and how he did anything in his power to win. The runner up I have no idea who he was. And now we know Armstrong should not have won.

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    1. yes Myrna, he is a disgrace to sports.

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  3. Well written and the words are so very true!

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  4. Hello Ashok:) Beautiful poem. I had to think of Lance Amstrong too. He should be ashamed letting so many people down! And as Myrna refers: who was the runner-up?

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  5. Sometimes, I use running to avoid my problems. Sometimes, I run to reach my goals.

    What a beautiful poem, Ashok.

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    1. Thanks NK...keep running.you will reach there soon.

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  6. Beautiful poem and picture, i like it!

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  7. Beautiful poem, Askok!

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  8. Good luck, buddy on whatever you are aspiring for! Just make sure you enjoy your way to the ropes :)

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  9. I go to my cardiac rehab three times a week and am getting stronger every visit. I relate to this poem as I am inspired to move ahead in my efforts.

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    1. Stay inspired granny..you are an inspiration to many

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  10. Highly inspiring poem. Reminds of a poem- Race by DH Groberg RACE in which a father motivates a son to run and finish the race when he slips and falls.

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  11. I like theses lines specially very much because I do trek...

    The track is warm but the wind is cold
    The race is short-so don’t be cowed
    Run for glory, run for the Gold
    Don’t you hear the clapping aloud?

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