No one can deny running. What on earth does not run? In fact, Running is another name we bear. We wear it like an emblem in our chest.
Here is an encounter with men who have reflected every man’s daily hastiness to thrive. The poems in this anthology are soul.
Reading Oris’ foreword to this antique, he himself portrayed his deep thoughts concerning the journey of man, and things that revolve around man. It is another piece on its own, yet it connects every other poem.
‘Running’ does not tell a story, it is story itself. Many will read the loud lines quietly laid in pages, and find their feet in every depth.