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Race Day
Soft spoken words
So sly and so cunning
Cut at the heart
Of the one running.
The race of life,
She's run that race
And tried to keep up
With the fast pace.
All those words,
The words of slander
Caused her to slow
And begin to meander.
Off the course
Did she stray
And begin to find
A different way.
A shortcut in life,
Far off the path.
No more suffering
Those words of wrath.
A little less food,
Here and there, she ate
Until she thought
She looked skinny and great.
Little became less
And less became none.
Her life became nothing
As she withered in the sun.
Friends began to worry
As she grew weak.
They knew she needed help
So help did they seek.
"Go to the doctors
Before its to late.
The time ticks by
And there's no time to wait."
She went to the doctors.
Her body so frail,
She fainted right there.
The doctors they haled.
The doctors had tried
Their very best
To keep her alive
But now did she rest.
Those hateful words
Had now done their last
As she had lost
That pace just too fast.
Her body now lay
In a morgue cold and dead
And the people around her,
Such tears did they shed.
Now they were sorry
They had said such things
That had caused her to take
Up her celestial wings.
This sad tale of woe
Of what words can do
Can teach you a lesson
And help keep it untrue.
