The Race 
A Poem about Hard Times and Not Giving Up

The race has run me ragged
and has planted a stitch in my side.
My burdens seem to keep getting added;
I'm too weak to go on despite all I've tried.

If only I could glimpse the finish line,
then maybe hope would prevail.
For to suffer we must perceive a design,
or all our wishing comes to no avail.

Lift me up from where I've fallen.
Give me a destination to set my heart upon.
Open my ears to hear you calling.
Put within my heart a new song.

-Poem Written by Justin Farley