National Poetry Day: Running

This is the final poem I’ll be posting today, I hope you’ve enjoyed them and I thank you for reading and feel free to leave any feedback. Thank you.

Humans, as a whole, are quite a cowardly lot
We spend our lives running away
Trying to escape the ending to the plot.

Is it instinct from evolution? Or from that of a higher power?
Whatever the cause of our fear
I refuse to live my life simply to cower.

A life fearing death, is no life at all
Why run, when you can look it in the eye?
Face death proudly…And stand tall.


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