i am crawling inch by inch
below the magnificent sky above
towards the endless plain in front
beside me, people are running
they are taller than me,
they are bigger than me,
they held their head high up,
which of them will be the highest?
i am crawling inch by inch,
the time sweeps passed me
but they sweep passed the time
my present is recreating every future time
their future is recreating their present
which of us is ahead of another?
1 Comments:
I like your poem
By an italian boy
5:07 AM
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