Standing still, looking for a thrill; never looking
For a way out; never looking for any doubt.
Running for miles – never Counting time or seeking
a rhyme or asking for a dime.
Staking my claim but never looking for fame, or
Just to remember my name. Could that be my
Purpose in life – my aim? I doubt it. As far as I´ḿ
Concerned, I just want to remain the same!
Poems By ken makepeace 