Analysis of Racing Home
My life's been a sprint, short and sweet,
oft times I have wondered, why compete.
Why run the race, I surely can't win.
Time is the judge, and is known to cheat.
Sure there are stories, if you believe,
miracles told, from death a reprieve.
Never a saint, I know the score,
a sucker's certain bet, I'll never receive.
Playing a marked deck, God deals the hand.
Made in his image, he understands.
Giving you reason, now make your choice.
Gambling it all, I stray from his plan.
My energy now spent, I wish to rest.
I'd love to say, I've done my best.
My savior walks with me, way is made.
Unworthy to the last, I know I am blessed.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11101101 111110101 110111011 110101111 111101101 100111001 10011101 0110111001 100111101 10110101 101101111 1001111111 1100111111 11111111 110111111 01010111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 632 |
Words | 139 |
Sentences | 13 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 118 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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