Coursing
Through the artery
Every cell for itself
This cell
Lays on its horn
"My oxygen
Is more important than
Yours"
That cell throws
The finger
Swerves
Every cell
Wants to
Get there
Get there
Get there
Course away
Speed away
From the heart
To so many
Places
No one will get there
First
And every cell
Will give up its oxygen
In the end
