The Race

The night is running after day,
The day runs after night.
The light is running after dark,
Darkness pursues the light.

The Sun is flying after Moon,
The Moon flies after Sun.
They won't succeed any time soon,
Wouldn't complete the run.

The very moment I was born,
I joined this life of race.
So I could fit, so I won't fall
I kept the steady pace.

But, now question troubles me,
Don't mean to fall into disgrace,
Life on the run - what does it mean?
Are not there other ways?