I love the chase; to catch a dream
Taste it, hold it, feel it
I love to sprint on winged feet
Dashing, diving, leaping
To fly against the open sky
Rage against the rising tide
To catch a dream beyond my reach
I love the rush of coming tops
Of holding my spot
Exhilarating appreciation of all I can achieve
I love the chase; I love the rush
I love the honey of non stop
The push that comes to shove
The jungle justice code
Survival of the bold
I love the chase
Omo Okolo copyright reserved 2002
Tuesday, 12 May 2009
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