I have no love of running
A nominal activity that makes
A much larger statement about human nature
Running against the establishment
Running to put one self together again
Running to assert one’s dignity
Particular moments sharply seen
As precise looks on a human face
Stress, pain, defeat
Victory, exhilaration, joy
We were all young once
Fast and strong and full of glory
Few became accomplished runners
But many convincingly ran a-part
That made a greater whole
A memory of when we believed
We would win
If only we wanted it badly enough.
Leave it to the Marines to put a positive spin on suffering! |
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