Treasure Island

LaSoaphia QuXazs

(1934 / Budapest, Hungary, living in the USA)

The Race Car Driver.


Are you born to be a race car driver?
Even if not, many of you are a race traveler.
Many are ambitious, would like to beat the other,
On any cost became a winner.

When one is a winner, there are many loser,
Competition, hatred, anger & jealousy, but never laughter.
Is it worth to push for winning?
And became the most envied hated being.

Submitted: Monday, June 10, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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