Life’s unending pace, leaving us always in second place,
Will never cease to remain ahead of the flock.
We stop to rest our weary feet,
And on Life walks, a train to catch.
Like a boy with a candle who never stops his march.
Damn! There he goes! Best not be left in the dark.
Keep moving, keep living- remain always in the light.
You’d best not stray from the path, either.
We’ve no time for impudent meandering.
Oh, if you must. But you’d better catch up, quick.
And the world will keep on spinning,
For progress cannot be stopped.
And Life goes on as always.