Human Race

all stagger on reaching for strength feeling for balance like a marathon at night only the graceful gli-i-i-ide recklessly smooth and beautifully light burning, burning, burning like an early morning star focusing on illusions struggling toward the finish line first to realize… there are no champions no losers just runners how much ground have you covered does it matter in the dark? Memorial Park Houston, Texas ‘82

Intro Image - "Marathon" by Paul Tokarski                
Empact Image - "Birth of Earth" by Donna Proctor
 

Play "Human Race" recited by Luna Catz