This Last Lap

This last lap we run comrades,
the greatest test yet.

Beneath this red tartan matting,
tectonic plates are shifting,
familiar faces morphing,
the runners, we are sweating,
the last hurdle is approaching.

Everyone is training for the last hurdle,
red bandana on, we sing one final song.
Grit your teeth and brace yourselves comrades,
This Last Lap We Run