Why do I excel?

On the way back from my past,

I saw a runner who is still ready to run

And I am running to reach the present

On the way back from my past,

I saw a learner who is still ready to learn

Because I am learning to live

On the way back from my past,

I saw a singer who is still ready to sing

For there is a sweet tone plays around my lips

On the way back from my past,

I saw a guitarist who is still ready to play

As my fingures are still moving in search of the strings of my guitar

On the way back from my past,

I saw a painter who is still ready to paint

Since my eyes are still engaged in beautiful colors

On the way back from my past,

I saw a writer who is still ready to write

Even now I am writing this poem

On the way back from my past,

I saw a smiler who is still ready to smile

While I still let a smile to reign on my face

On the way back from my past,

I saw a  me who is still ready to excel

So I do decide to excel till I close my eyes forever