I race the seconds, breath consumed by fire,
Each frantic heartbeat drives the engine higher.
The clock’s cold hands, they hunt and chase my soul,
A thundering, indifferent tide I can’t control.
Every moment slips away like drifting sand,
Faster than my straining grasp can now command.
Whispers pierce the silence of my hurried mind:
“Don’t look back; you’re running wild, you’re running blind.”
The future gleams, a solitary, fading light,
Flickering on the edge of endless night.
I push, I strive, I battle, and I climb
Desperate, fiercely running against the grain of time.
Feel the urgent throb beneath your pumping skin,
The restless, driving, suffocating din.
Life will not pause, it will not wait, it will not stay
Run now, or watch this fleeting chance just drain away.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
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