We Fall To Really Be Tall

We don't control when we fall, mistakes, accidents, misfortune, is unpredictable.

When we trip, we cannot control it,

we can't just pause and reverse time to the moment before we lost our footing,

once our footing is misplaced and we loose our balance,

and we see ourselves about to end up face down on the ground,

there's nothing we can do, when we fall, there Is no way to control it,

no way to magically stop the fall..

we may attempt to grab unto anything within hands reach,

we may put our hands in the air hoping to be saved,

or we may put our arms out all in attempt to catch ourselves..

but all we can do when there's nothing to grab, nothing to soften our landing,

and No-one to save us, is to brace ourselves for impact,

before we lose what keeps us intact..

we may not control the fall...

but we can brace ourselves for the impact,

in fact that act is a fact,

And although we cannot control when we fall,

but what we do after we fall is our control,

because what we do after is a choice...

we can choose to stand up tall,

we can choose to let the pain rain in and contain it's gaining,

or,..

regain and obtain that we can be strong within and stand up tall and never stall, because we can choose not to be rolling around aimlessly like a ball,

we can stand and be much stronger,

even after all...

We decide if we are worthy to even stand tall after we fall,

and can choose if we deserve to even stand tall at all...

no one, points where they tell, they don't decide what we are after we fell,

and they can try to sell it with however they yell it, but they don't ring your bell,

they are just tellers.

We...

We are doers.

So...

Lets do it.

Poetry Written By:

PeoplesPoetryProject

PPP aka Troyce D. Reimer