This can be perceived as the sequel to a poem I once wrote titled “Nobody Cares About Anyone.”

A Runner’s Time Up

Words that can’t be interpreted
Actions that can’t be instructive
Your eyes see what your eyes see
You perceive what you believe.

What’s the use in reading?
What’s the use in learning?
If you’re content with what you have
If you’re content with what you know.

A world that shatters around you
But it doesn’t touch your feet
Suffering’s universal, despite of you
And one day, you all will meet.

Words that can’t be assimilated
Actions that can’t be integrated
Your pride will be what your pride will be
You perceive only what you believe.

What’s the use in worrying?
What’s the use in helping?
If you’re content with what you’ve done
If you’re content with your accomplishment.

A world that burns around you
But the flames doesn’t reach
The end’s universal, despite of you
And one day, it all will teach.

The voices will echo and bound wall by wall
You can try but you cannot silence them all
Kill the voice in your head, to become one of them
And it will burn you faster that you’ll ever learn.

So pull down the curtains
Until the mourning day is caught
Then you’ll get how it pertains;
Connotation; “A Runner’s Time Up.”

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