running and running
in an endless road
everyday is running
to a year a century
running, running, running
against oneself
if you only look back
no one is chasing
if you only know what is
at the end of this
journey
there should have been
no reason for a hurry
running, running, running away
i don't know till now
what is the reason
why.

RIC S. BASTASA

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/against-oneself/