Chapter 15 of 33

Race against time

Poems Of Elegance106 words~1 min read

It’s a race against time,

As I rush to fill out my answers,

My mind, struggling to focus,

To remember all I can,

To fill it all out,

As fast as I can,

Some answers come easy,

Like the click of a finger,

But, others I struggle,

My mind, fighting,

To recall,

Against the racing clock.

As the numbers are counted down,

I mentally go through the list,

Trying,

Struggling to focus,

But all my mind hears,

Are the scratching's of pen against paper.

Pens are being put down

The countdown starting,

But still, my mind powers through,

Struggling, THINK, THINK,

Sometimes winning,

But sometimes losing.

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