There once was a race
No competition being a trace
The only face was a lonely Hound Dog
Kicking Up dust in a run like fog
Yet fast on target
No roar of encouragement
Just a brisk carefree breeze
The Hound Dog ran as fast as it could
It was the moment where it stood
The Hound Dog was feeling adequate
He was missing the competition
It was all a test in precision
Endurance and courage extending into influence
It didn’t matter speed
It was the idea be confident and proceed
The Hound Dog felt the strength of preparation
The test runs were all indications
Being the victor within
All followed by conditions
Molding into possibilities
The Hound Dog knew at some point there would be competition
The spirit to win and be admired
Being alone no longer mattered
It was a signal that the Hound Dog was in his own winner’s cycle
Ready and prepared for the future starting running line
The Hound Dog learned his own lessons
Don’t settle for loneliness, but always be inspired.