Poetry by Jeff Green

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To win the race

by cricketjeff on January 20, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

The dreams I found in shades I left behind
Are now returned to haunt each waking hour
You cannot drown the devils in your mind
No man alive has summoned up that pow’r

Beneath the rocks I pass along the way
Inside the trees that grow beside my path
Dark spirits breed to drag away my day
To write for me a dismal epitaph

So I must set my face toward the sun
Preventing darkness ever gaining hold
Nor be dissuaded from the race to run
But borne along on paces still more bold

No race is lost by those who come to choose
To cast aside the only way to lose

Author notes

still practising