Understand This

The Big Race

A decision or maybe not,
Shall I phone or say I forgot.
Easy way out again,
I don't know,
Surly I couldn't stoop that low.
The games are important,
They need me to compete.
To run with fineness,
And win my heat.
Blame my ankle injury again,
Even though it isn't giving me pain.
Still I'll let everybody down,
I couldn't face them all in town.
I will run the race,
With grit and determination ebbed on my face.
I'll prove all you dough ting critics at last,
I'm the one to beat, no one is getting past.
The day arrived,
I stood focussed in my lane.
Keeping my thoughts,
On my well oiled game.
The gun sounds, I shoot down the track.
Twisting my head,
Looking quickly back.
Pump, Pump, building speed.
Gaining momentum,
Consolidating my lead.
The tape flutters,
I brake with pride.
And stand on the podium,
As the medal is tied.