The Race
By Bili Bakare
Was always the last
But that was how I liked it
Gave me the opportunity to see into the future
To see what bends and illusions lay ahead.
Like my lab rats they all ran into them.
I saw how they turned out
Then decided weather or not to be like them
When the time came I always missed my opportunity.
Even then I didn’t mind.
Mainly because I knew I didn’t want to change,
To grow up in a ‘grown ups’ world.
I was still a child in heart and soul,
Got mad when they called me little
But hated it when I had to step up to my responsibilities
They say that when the winds of change come
Your face will never change back.
I think I finally understand what it means.
I saw everyone in my life changing and growing,
Into better and beautiful people,
But I was hiding under the covers scared like crazy,
But fronting an ‘I don’t care’ attitude.
Just when I though I had everything I needed
Just the way I wanted it;
Which was kept together by my current mentality.
I realised all of that could be destroyed before my own eyes
There was no way I was going to let that happen
Even if it meant me running away from the truth my whole life.
I finally lifted my head to see where everyone was
And saw that they had finished.
They made their own decisions on where to turn
And it had impacted them good or bad but at least they still finished
I looked to see where I was
And I hadn’t even passed the half way mark.