I can see the leaders up ahead;
So confident, not looking
back,
So self-assured, so
self-absorbed,
Not considering the lowly
pack.
They seem to run so
effortlessly
With posture not unlike
A standing portrait, straight
and true
With eyes fixed in a stoic
gaze,
The rising, falling movement
of
Their heaving chest a
testament
To patient training of their
skill,
To calm resolve and
confidence.
Their demeanor serves them
well,
But I have one advantage
here.
I can watch their every
movement
From my trailing vantage
point.
So, I will let them set the
pace
As I wait patiently behind
And we'll just see who
happens to be
First to cross the finish
line.
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