The Race

You're running fast, I'm running faster,
Running through air to become the master.

I duck and weave, you split a cloud,
The race leader wears a golden shroud.

You spiral left, I dive to the right,
Fighting the wind with all our might.

I see a dragon, you see it too,
It rises above us, eclipsing the view.

You rise to meet it, I stay below,
The monitor cries out 'not long to go!'

I see the flame, you feel the heat,
The dragon's fire burns your feet.

You return down, I strive to advance,
The race leader does a circle dance.

I pass the line, you come soon after,
We finished 2nd and 3rd to the sound of laughter.

You look upset, I feel let-down,
The race winner is ordaned with his crown.