Just like a like rolling stone,
A runaway engine does not stop.
Its not alive,
It does not have fear,
Nor time to look back,
Or remorse.
It won’t stop until its dead.
As heaven demands death,
This life demands hard work
Until death,
You chase it, until you get it
Or die in the process getting to it.
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Author:
Cesuke (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
The choice we have to make, enjoyed the read
A great metaphor in this poem that acknowledges that life runs until it is stopped by death. Nicely done
Getting it seems to be the main goal. 🙏🏻🕊
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