By Virus Croxx.
The morning dew heavy with wetness
Crawling out of my comfy bed
Moving out of the world of fantasy (dreamland)
Went into the Chamber (toilet)
Bath in the icy cold tub
All ready for THE race of life and death
The destination of gathering before the Race
The aura of excitement arisen
The ego of winning increases
Without further ado, Beep!!!
THE Race began
Break, Break, Break…
Everyone rushed off the starting line
Speedster at the speed of lightning.
The dreadful ground of wetness is a killer
Our priorities lead us all the way in the race
Pushing harder to our limits
Aiming for the best timing at the finishing line
Off we went faster and faster
Some fell heavily despite the advancement
While others were light on their feet
On the racing ground we are on our own
Sometimes feeling strong and invincible
Other times helpless and weak
Pushing with all our might
With only the faith to beat it
Finally, 1st place, 2nd place, 3rd place…
The game is over
Did you beat your timing?
What is your goal in the race?
Have you obtained your target?
Who is the ultimate winner?
Be prepared because the next race is on the way.
To be continued…
Go Viruses Go!!!