100 Meters

Lined up on a track,
In a tracksuit, Weak and cracked,
Cracked dreams on shoulder, Determined to make it bolder,
Aligned to make it straight,
Straight to the podium, And that too without sodium,
Old guilt makes him frustrate,
When he was terminated, by sodium bicarbonate,
So he’s cleaned it all,
No, this time he won’t fall,
But his heart pounds out; every beat can be heard loud,
No, He wont let it repeat, that guilt and the defeat,
He’ll make it all cover; He knows he has the power,
Now is the time for the result,
Result of the training days, It’s his life for this race,
He’ll run, he’ll gamble, Even if he chocks, he won’t stumble,
He only needs to make himself focused,
Use his strength for what he is robust,
No, he won’t taste the dust,

This is your last opportunity,
It is the moment, it is the necessity,
Don’t fuck it up,
Don’t mess it up,
This is what you’re made for,
It’s a chance to live once more,
Believe!
You can get it for sure,

Eyes losing sight,
He wants to go and hide, hide somewhere no one would see,
But is this what will make him happy?
No!! Shaking off the frustrating thoughts,
He’ll show to the world what he is made of,
Even if Gods make him lazy, He’ll win; he won’t give up that easy,
Positioned and aligned,
He is strong, he is determined,
Determined to revive all his dreams fried,
For which he always tried,
No, he won’t wait for another try,
It is the moment and he’s gonna fly,
Fly to all his muscles, to make impossible, possible,
He’s gonna set himself free,
Gonna run hard, hard, harder, even if he stops to breathe,

This is your last opportunity,
It is the moment, it is the necessity,
Don’t fuck it up,
Don’t mess it up,
This is what you’re made for,
It’s a chance to live once more,
Believe!
You can get it for sure.

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