Poem: Runner

RUNNER
2009092003 - c2009 WLC

A hole in one shoe
Stone in the other
Pays it no heed
As he runs with another

No looking back
Not one single grumble
Listens to music
Unafraid of a stumble

Keeps moving on
Like there's no tomorrow
Tired, though he is
Can't imagine any sorrow

Crossing the street
Crossing the line
Looking up, he just smiles
He's beaten his time