How times have changed
where I was to where I am
too much too soon
Sometimes I get tired of the race
the race against time and circumstances
people and so often against myself
The race is long and I am just beginning
exhaustion creeps in, boredom seeks in
one is tired beyond bounds
but the zest never dies
the zest to experiment
the zest to move on
the zest of feeling and being alive
Amidst all the changes and things in motion
I realise that in this world of change
and times...
Me and my ideals, my never ending desire to experience life in all its facets .. has not died
and hopefully never will.
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