each time i fall
i alwsys rise
falling farther everytime
falling down from off the clouds
falling face first to the ground
but to my feet i rise and stand
all becsuse i understand
this is what will strenghen me
to be who i have got to be be
to do what i am here to do
to paint some yellow on the blue
to help them i must understand
the pain i feel has all been planned
to make me as strong as i need to be
to complete the vision how it should be
this pains my teacher for this class
it wasnt built to always last
so il sit here patiently this time
and choose so carfully when i rise
il rise just when the time is right
to take them on to win this fight
YOU ARE READING
VERSES FROM BENEATH THE VEIL.... vol 1
Poetryraw truthfull poetry from the depths of a soul veiwing life from a very jaded window, come take a veiw from a different window and see a different veiw
