Fallen Poem by daniel george

Fallen to find,
A meaning to be,
A chance you take,
A choice you see.

Forgetfully stupid,
A second in time,
Is a segment of nothing,
But story and rhyme.

Fate and choice,
Maybe one and the same,
A life that is chosen,
A fate that is made.

A mind making choices,
With a soul in disbelief,
Our judgement has been clouded,
From a sinister belief,
That we are all not worthy,
Of what we truly are,
It simply takes a moment,
To see this from afar.

Fallen to find,
A meaning to be,
A chance to take,
A life you see.