Life is a cycle in which we ride
where stray egos come out to play
A peloton of personalities and pride
All trying to ride away.
Assertive to the front, the passive to the back
Separating the predator from the prey
But I can't hold back I must attack
Until I ride them all away.
When desperation pursues and holds my wheel
And misfortune blocks my way
My spear is carbon, the tip is steel
So to ride them all away.
When time attacks my body
With sickness and decay
I grimace my face and double my pace
When I ride them all away.
When the clouds of life gather against me
Threatening sorrow and dismay
I face it's wind and dig within
I will ride them all away.
As the chaos of life fails to contain you
Leave them only one thing they can say
You came to race and set the pace
When you rode them all away.
Sam Moore
9-11-06
where stray egos come out to play
A peloton of personalities and pride
All trying to ride away.
Assertive to the front, the passive to the back
Separating the predator from the prey
But I can't hold back I must attack
Until I ride them all away.
When desperation pursues and holds my wheel
And misfortune blocks my way
My spear is carbon, the tip is steel
So to ride them all away.
When time attacks my body
With sickness and decay
I grimace my face and double my pace
When I ride them all away.
When the clouds of life gather against me
Threatening sorrow and dismay
I face it's wind and dig within
I will ride them all away.
As the chaos of life fails to contain you
Leave them only one thing they can say
You came to race and set the pace
When you rode them all away.
Sam Moore
9-11-06
1 comment:
hi mandie, my e-mails samuelfmoore@msn.com
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