The race called "LIFE"

A race is a competition of speed, against an objective criteria, usually a clock. The competitors in a race try to complete a given task in the shortest amount of time and so is “LIFE”. Winning horse doesn’t know why it runs in race.It runs because of beats and pain. Life is a race. God is your rider. So if you are in pain.Think God wants you to win.

Somewhere, somehow,
And I don’t know when
It all began.
Was it for fun?
Or,
Was it for fame?

I saw people run,
Where and for what?
I didn’t know.
But it seemed fun!
So I put on my running shoes
And joined the race.

People crumpled
But I didn’t care.
Beautiful places passed by,
But I didn’t stop
The race continued
And I ran along.

Adrenaline is still pumping
And the race is on.
But I feel lost.
How long?
Or,
How far do I run?

Is there,
A finish line marked somewhere?
A dais set to welcome a hero?
A-Cup-of-Life.
Or,
Do I turn back?
And live life.