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