Race of Life
Where have you recorded my race of life?
Film of time, preserve it with no errors
As you divulge it for the others
Does it demonstrate the growth of my life?
When you keep in check, the trek of my race
And would find me stumble on the wayside
Unravel it please, to the world outside
So, they'll discover me while on their race
Do their films and mine intersect ever?
Does the soul grow on the wayside alone?
Film of time, what's the deciding factor,
Of its duration, that's not already shown?
Do we somehow suffer and endeavor
To enrich the lives of those yet unborn?
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Thoughts on the recordings of the trek of life