On The Last Breath

Even when the crowd prepare to leave
when other horses stop to rest
even when no one there is left to defeat,
I will keep running

I will be called strong or brave - most likely insane
I will be applauded; I will be called the One

They will admire me for my speed
but I will be ashamed of confessing,
that I'm running because I'm not allowed to stop,
because it's not yet the very last breath

I was told since birth to run till the very last breath.
I was told to run till I simply could not breathe
Otherwise, it would be called defeat !!

Please stop applauding me,
Let me breathe
Let me breathe