It is a race
With no one else
I hate my pace
I’m too slow
I must go
FASTER
I push, my mind
It realizes
I can’t be kind
My body
Will comply
“Yes, master”
There is the line
I see my goal
I’m almost there
Can’t quit now
Shoulders low
GO FASTER
This poem was originally published with a personal essay, “Motivation” (2011).
