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La Carrera

un poema

de José A. Gómez

 

Que caliente está la tarde

calentando yo me encuentro

estirándome los músculos

acomodándome los huesos

Ya va a comenzar la carrera

todos estamos a tiempo

Sonó el disparo de salida

saltando vallas me encuentro

Corro brinco y no fatigo

sopla fuerte el viejo viento

Ya cerca veo la meta

se está acabando este encuentro

Yo no gané la carrera

terminé como tercero

Pero que bello es competir

aunque no llegues primero

Jose A Gomez

SEPTEMBER 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why I write? I can give you thousands of reasons but nonetheless it's a desire to chat, and share my thoughts with you; ideas and motives that can make us discern, and help us comprehend why things are so. Should we be in accordance or not, I've met my goal which is to make you think.

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