Have you ever thought
how long will I wait,
how much I will age
before I become great?

Why do we wait
for things that we desire,
being patient is hard
while other things transpire.

Have you ever thought
why do we age,
what's it all for
as we open each page
we can be calm
or we can fill with rage
but it all comes out in the end
at our final stage,
of life.

How long is forever
is like asking
how long is outerspace
but as far as we know
we will never win that race.

Sad write...

Who said we were in it to win?
The track is just a circle you see
Run as fast as you'd like and you'll only reach
The beginning or the end, whichever you'd like
We all finish sometime, no matter our order
After all its not timed or controlled
And there's no need to compete
Your victory does not imply my failure
And my success does not lessen your journey
Instead find your stride, settle in, and HANG ON
We're not meant to reach the grave pristine
Instead slide in last minute, battered and tattered
Loudly proclaiming "That was a hell of a run!"

That was nicely said- and expressed with an appreciation for life. Thank you

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