Go Go Stop

 

The engines rev

They rev and rev and rev

The tires are balding

The driver is tired

 

But the engine keeps revving

We must keep going

Don’t listen to your body, take a 'no doz' pill

And keep kicking on

 

Outside, the world is being left behind

Shapes and colours

Blur

As we keep pushing forward

 

Forget that you are tired

No time to rest

Ignore the fatigue— call on those emergency fuel stores

Pretend that your body doesn’t know what's best

 

The kilometres are ticking over

No pit stops

No kit kat’s and tea at the driver reviver

We keep up the pace, and adjust the mode to ‘survivor’

 

Without a service

And a chance to recover

Both the car and the driver

Begin to suffer

 

And then…

Wait —is that a mirage?

I think I can see the finish line

 

And there we sit amongst the dust and all the burnt rubber

Thank God the end is here

But one can think beyond the sheer fatigue

So — the accomplishment itself is not totally clear

 

We now have an opportunity to falter

To crash

We succumb to exhaustion

The journey that started and felt never ending has ended in a flash

 

So now we rest

Listening to our body

As we know that actually our bodies always did know what's best

But as we are heaped on the side of the road— with all that adrenaline gone

 

We wonder what the fuck to do next