Race Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Race



All and sundry,
Seems to be,
In a perpetual race,
To achieve, to chase.

Like the way each day,
The sun finds its way,
The racer endeavours hard,
To prove each given word.

The race is on,
To be known.

Friday, January 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: race
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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