I Fell To Get Up To Move On Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

When I fell...
I coveted the experience.
Oh yes.
And with a doing I did not expect.
I became possessive.
Caring less if another had done this.
And for what it seems to have been minutes,
I just laid there to dare to feel embarrassed.
I didn't.

When I fell to fall to find myself,
Facing the ground...
I knew it was then I found the true meaning,
Of what a getting back onto my own feet meant.
Since when I fell from a stumble to be humbled by it,
There was nothing to prevent me,
From making excuses to delude the happening.
I fell to get up to move on!
With a doing to remember I fell to fall for a reason.