When I Run

June 13, 2013

When I run, I am free, my chains are broken. My shoes are like the13th Amendment; I am no longer a slave to society. When I run, no one can own me, the road becomes my empowerment. Strength, Struggle, Satisfaction. When I run, my heart pounds into a soulful song, “bum, bum, bum.” An uplifting gospel. Because when I run, I am free.

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autumnhyJun 13, 2013

Running is my ultimate passion. Music to my ears, if you will. It means a lot to me when everyone else seems to loath it. Enjoy my poem. I hope you enjoy running as much as I do.