I’ll keep going
Barefoot on broken glass and stone, I’ll keep running
I’ll bleed bearing in mind that my race is yet to finish
A race in which I’m my only competition
And my track never straight with broken glass and thorns
The hyenas and vultures of the sky will feast upon the tiny bits of flesh from my feet
And blood suckers will line up along my bloody trail
But I’ll keep going
I’ll keep going
Further into the darkness, I’ll keep running
And in that solitude, I’ll be one with the voices
The voices whispering in my mind to end it all
But I’ll never stop going, and when the bones of my feet are finally exposed, I will fall
I’ll wrap them up and keep running
And worlds will come and go leaving me in tears
But I promise I’ll keep running
Even though winning isn’t guaranteed
I’ll just keep going
Further and further till I lose myself
And I’ll go on, further to the boundaries of space
Then maybe I’ll find myself, damaged and broken
But I’ll pick me up and keep running
I’ll run this race and fight the good fight
Shall I lose? Shall I win?
Only time will tell
SOLOMON
