Impromptu Poetry · November PAD

Down To The Wire


Neck and neck they raced;
Oblivious of the track;
Wind swept – terra firma receded as
They took flight.

It was him and her, doing what they do best;
Run – from trouble, for a cause, towards an embrace;
A challenging life sprinkled with bliss;
Neither cared for the spectators

Who lay down wire after wire on the track
Determined to tally and re-tally the score
Of a gender race that spiraled out of control;
Neck and neck they forged ahead

Pausing to make sure the other was still there;
Still smiling and completely detangled from
Mankind’s wires – those two were humans
But never part of the race.

~Meena Rose


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