"THE CHASE:" A free verse poem by FJT

"THE CHASE"

I chase and chase
All that I want lies before me

I reach and grab
All that could be mine, seems so far away

I strain to be achievable
All that makes due, is a profit in sight

I trade time for effort
All that is worthy, seems to escape me

I long for success
All that is gain, comes at a price

I dive head long
All that is at the bottom, comes up to the surface

I hope the end is near
All that can be, will be

I believe in myself
All one has is himself and God

I continue the chase
All that is yours, is within the chase