11:04:23PM

I'm afraid to take off my shoes.  I am always ready to run.

 

Life sends the chasers, and mom buys the lacers. 

 

Dad wonders where the money went and sister wants the same pair, but in pink.

 

I'm afraid to take off my shoes.  I am always ready to run.

 

Mobs send the protesters and pastors preach in a drunken slurs.

 

Life sends the chasers.

 

Life sends the racers.

 

Death ends the pacers.

 

I'm afraid to take off my shoes. 

 

I never run.