Racing

 

Racing

 

We’re all racing towards

the last second,

the last breath.

 

Up ahead

a row of brake lights,

another one of

life’s traffic jams.

And no escape.

 

You got on to the motorway

to save some time!

And now you are stopped.

 

Physically.                            Stopped.

Mentally.                              Stopped.

 

Still racing towards

the last second,

the last breath.

 

You should have taken

the scenic route.