Running Dream Poem by Kenna Dake

Running, and running.
Its like I cant stop,
like Im running from something.
Maybe my past.
Could my past really be the cause,
of all my running?
Who knows.

Running, and running.
When I run,
its like I cant stop.
Why do I run so much?


Running, and running.
I run for fun.
For me.
I run for those who cant run.
Those who are physically injured.
Thats why I run.
I want everyone to run.

Running, and Running.
Running to me,
is a unfulfilled dream.
Something I call,
The Running Dream!