Rise Up
Our feet bleed,
Stepping
Upon shards of glass
As we trod
This rough-and-tumble path
that is life.
It's a vast, rugged terrain
Full of roadblocks,
Yet we walk it,
Day after day
Not knowing when
It will trip us up
And it inevitably will,
It's no bed of roses!
Oftentimes
It does knock us
Flat on our faces
But not for long
Whenever we do fall down
We always rise up
In one piece.
There is no excuse
To keep lying on the ground
As though
It's a comfortable bed
So whenever you tumble
And fall in the dirt
Rise like the Phoenix, my friend;
Rise up to your feet,
Instantaneously
Dust yourself off
And soldier on!
Date written and posted: 03/16/2019
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