My Poem: Three Racing Friends

It’s not easy to think of something to blog when you work in the office everyday from 7:30 in the morning until 4:00 in the afternoon, and always going home tired, stressed and exhausted. It’s hard for a blogger like me, who’s not just busy working but with other extra endeavors to do ( like painting, crafting, family bonding, church responsibilities, etc.), to show up online more often. Being a busy-body makes me think that twenty-four hours a day are not enough for me to be able to do all my works.

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The blog I was planning to write this week was about an art craft where I would suppose to share the step-by-step procedure of how it was done but since my craft project is still on progress, and my hectic schedule prevented me from finishing it as I’ve expected, I just wrote this poem for my readers, I hope you’ll like it, here it goes…

Three racing friends, running in a different pace,
Short legged’s the slowest, winning was not his wish,
The second one runs faster, but not defeating the best,
The third was the longest, the slimmest but fastest.

Two eyes were fixed at them, he’s their bored expectator,
If granted the power he’ll make them run the more,
He said they run so slow, not making any score,
When can they reach the line that he’s been waiting for?

The sound of the racing, annoyed the eyes’ watching,
His look became so dim, the eyebrows were crossing,
How many more rounds before the race’s over?
He’s losing his patience, for they run like turtle.

But, he didn’t understand, that…

These three were just running not for winning a race,
Their steps have no ending and they would never rest,
But the expectator’s eyes, might just have been blinded,
Not grabbing the chances, to work while he’s on wait


I was thinking of what I heard from some people complaining that they are bored because they have nothing to do. Honestly, I was tempted to be envious of them. At one time in our life maybe we’ve been idle too, like them. Maybe we also spent a day when our eyes were fixed at the racing clock’s hands, waiting for them to reach the end of the day, doing nothing thus making boredom our favorite company. But to stay there and enjoy the moments doing nothing is a different thing. Letting the time passed by without any significant accomplishment for the day is a time wasted. Of all the commodities we have, time is the only thing being wasted when not used. I remember a poster that was hanging on our old house’ wall, it says “ So many things to see, to do, to be, today is the day to begin.” Yes, there are things that we need to see. If we open our eyes, what some people’s favorite phrase; “Im bored,there’s nothing to do” is not really true. With eyes wide opened we can see things that needs to be done and those are just waiting for our tending hands. If we can see what we have to do, and do it, we will possibly reach our dreams. But remember that everything should be done in moderation for anything that’s too much can kill us. So we ought not be lazy but we should not also abuse ourselves by overworking. Either way, when in extreme will not benefit us but harm. Let’s not spend the day just watching the clock’s hand, instead, while those hands are racing we should spend our time in useful, productive ways.

Ecclesiastes‬ ‭10:18‬ “Because of laziness the building decays, And through idleness of hands the house leaks.”

Psalms 90:12 “So teach us to number our days, That we may gain a heart of wisdom.”


Let me know your thoughts on this. I may learn something from you too.

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