The Runner
Ka-doem, ka-doem, ka-doem.
His heartbeat was loud in his ears.
It distracted his mind from his fears.
His rhythm was all that remained
‘Twixt him and the pain in his brain.
Ka-doem, ka-doem, ka-doem.
He was deaf to the cheers of the crowd.
The beat was all that he heard.
The sweat dripped down in his eyes
Yet he still remained in a trance.
Ka-doem, ka-doem, ka-doem.
The strength of the beat in his ears
Was music that drowned all his cares.
No thought interfered with his goal:
To finish victorious and whole. 
Photo’s: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/in_pictures/5069164.stm
©DGA
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24/05/2010 at 4:03 pm
You’ve captured the drama and rhythm well adee.
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24/05/2010 at 4:37 pm
I used to be absolutely glued to the roadside, year after year, watching the Comrades! Now I have to watch their measley TV broadcast.
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24/05/2010 at 9:32 pm
A really good descriptive one, Adee.
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25/05/2010 at 4:09 am
Thanks, Halfy. I really appreciate your visits!
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25/05/2010 at 6:50 pm
Very vivid picture that you paint… yo!
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25/05/2010 at 7:27 pm
Thanks Lyndatjie!
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