Eyes won't wonder,
If heart finds a home.

In the race for gold,
We wrapped our peace in silent fold.

In the chase for lavish things,
We lost the joy that life truly brings.

In the race for body counts,
We blurred pure and sacred love amounts.

In the climb to reach the top,
We took our morals to a silence drop.

In the race to have all we sought,
We forgot what God once taught.

In the endless night
With a smelly lamp,
With an empty head—
Struggling just to be ahead.

With a speaking ink,
With a tired face,
Struggling hard to win the race.

With an endless page,
With the sparkling hopes,
Struggling still to chase my goals.

With a happy morning,
With my sleepy eyes cry
Struggling to deal with my results saying,
Lol!! nice try.