When the sirens wail..


When the sirens wail,

When that long cry reaches my ears,

When the goosebumps rise up and my skin pales,

I’m reminded what almost stole the rest of my years,


What would have become of me, if that chance I did decline,

What life of drudgery, standing in someone else’s line,

But like water under bridge it’s past and lost in that ocean of ” what could have been”,

And now moving forward I run the race , for if I never ran how could I ever expect to win..

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