Life

A friend remarked that no matter how hard she tries, she can’t win. That got me thinking about life, mortality, and the old saying, “Life sucks…and then you die. This is the result:

Life is just a Red Queen’s race

You run and run to stay in place.

 

The road is long, the surface rough.

Your very best?  It’s just enough.

 

Each day a struggle, each a war.

With not a clue of what’s in store

 

But that’s okay, and I don’t mind

‘Cause Death, he marks the finish line.

Author's Note

Just for fun.

Reviews

[Philip Gaber]

And not only that, he marks it with invisible, so you don't know where it starts and finishes. Cruel b*****d.

[alexAlexander]

It's just for fun, while my life is on the run, and run to stay in place. Each day is a struggle, each a war. But that's ok, I don't mind. I'll try to enjoy the journey, anyway.

[FlaLover]

I like this! So true in many ways. Even though life is tough sometimes it definitely beats the alternative

[John Sullivan]

Great little piece, very existential.

[Sharrumkin]

Fun it is. Reminds me of short 19th century American comic verses.

[Soren]

Fun but true. Death does mark the finish line, but who knows but for another race.

[Mauricio Montoya]

wow you want death in order to win but not In a struggle is not to lose what we want is to finish the line.

[Celie Rose]

Enjoyed your poem. I agree with you. "despite the struggles and fudge up things in life, there's a gift of a new day to start anew. death will come, it will come and yes it marks the finish line." Thanks for sharing

[Marugō rorēnu]

yes! most people just get by each day with the sole purpose of just doing that in one piece. and what happens after death offers so much discussion but sometimes the thought of being alive is all that matters because despite the struggles and fudge up things in life, there's a gift of new day to start anew. death will come, it will come and yes it marks the finish line .. but with the time we have left on Earth (how many it is left), might as well struggle everyday, talk badly about life, getting up with a purpose or merely just getting by and just able to spot beauty in simple things life offers. thank you for the inspiring poem btw :)