19 June 2012
She staggers around aimlessly, finally finding her footing, launching off from her solid footing,
She starts to build pace, and finally gets back in the race,
Gallivanting up the track,
Clawing her way back,
She overtakes now,
Not far to go.
The lead is in her grasp,
And this, she does know.
All restrictions gone,
She pushes forward with determination compelling her not to fail.
She's out in front,
Doing her country proud.
Across the line she ends,
With everyone behind her, she turns and embraces a well deserved chant of her name.
A smile grows on her face,
The most exhilarating satisfaction falls upon her.
In For The Race • Opuss № I