Running Against the Wind

The stone cold gust stops your tracks,
it's one step forward, two steps back.
The clock still ticks in the commotion,
but you're stuck moving in slow motion.
The opponents are moving, charging forward,
so dig your cleats in, press on forward.
Your kicks are curving, you cannot cope,
you're out of steam, you're losing hope.
But you still continue in the fight,
and continue running with all your might.
Because you know, with sweat on your skin,
if you don't try, you'll never win.