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Bit by Bit
from The DEMOCRAT
by The DEMOCRAT
By Jay Vhie Abunda
I am running in the race they call life. Where I feel like in my neck, there’s a knife. I tried to step my feet faster, without making strife, But why do I feel like I am left behind even in the afterlife?
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I watched my fellows to reach the end, I saw how they held victory in their hands. Now, I am tired and ask, “Why am I running slowly?” When I always do my best, it ends up disappointing me.
A question popped up when the stars aligned. In life, is there such a thing as “being left behind”? Our lines are interlinked but not as twined. We are running separate journeys and only doing it to grind.
We’re busy comparing oranges to apples. While running, we’re focusing on the path of others. We should face on the line that matters And start validating the achievements that we gathered.
Time is not always on our side. Sometimes we need to stop and take some ride Or drink water and watch the flow of the tide.
We’re not falling behind in the race where we feel alone and tied.
We should learn to measure our progress, think of ourselves. Follow our own phase and put the comparison on the shelves. What matters is we’re trying and we should dump society’s expectations. Everything we do is for our future, It is us who should make the decisions.