'My Train Is Running At Its Fastest' Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

Humans as we are
We love to run a race
by foot, by sail, by horse,
by car, by airplane or by train.
We love to be the fastest
We long to win the race.

Vain and self-centered humans
as we are, we love to be on stage-
to be the best, the first,
the quickest, the smartest
the most popular in our time and age.

We search through the heights,
the depths, and the widths -
We explore the sky and
what goes beyond the grave,
and in our relationships we
use quick links in the net and cyberspace.

Humans as we are
We have our own limits -
Our race even in the fastest train
Cannot forever make us the first.