Slow and Steady

Life is a race they said
Slowly yet steadily if one threads
He is bound to win towards the end
That is not How it works on this day.
With humans transforming into rats
Feeding off on each other's scraps
Transcending into cannibals we are here to stay.
Racing each other suppressing one's brother,
Carnage and bloodshed has been the way.
So slow and steady will not win you the race
Walking over a dead pool will take you ahead
The slower one is, the shaky he gets
Coz life favours only the survival of the fittest.