I Got Up

By DC

If you see a man down, do you assume that he fell?
If the burning in his eyes is there, which story does it tell?
If he is on his knees, is this a sign of submission?
Or was he once on his back, and rose to this position?

If you see him dropping his head, staring at the ground
Did he quit? Or is he looking for a new way to get around?
If you see that he is in tears, and he is letting them run
Do you assume that he lost, or that he has won?

Is he giving up or getting up?
Is he content with the notion of slumber
With no real inclination of waking up?
Could you give him a sec, could you wait?
To watch him fall, and then rise to be great?

For his struggle, though long and imperfect
Built him up from nothing
So it was worth it
From laying to sitting, from sitting to kneeling
To now almost standing – his resolve, so willing!

To be standing on his own, is his burning desire
It’s what drives him, like passion filled fires
To put his head up high, and his chest popped out
And not many can say, they know what “getting up” is about

Searching While Lost

By RD

Lost in a world I didn’t ask to be brought into.

Lost…confused…who am I? Why am I here? What is my purpose?

Wandering with the look of nothing on my face, because I know nothing of myself.

Confused because I am lost and lost because I am confused.

The questions I need answered I don’t get an answer, I barely get clues.

Searching for myself and got lost in the process.

Searching for myself in a world I am lost in.

Searching … lost… confused, I have no clue where to begin.

Lost… lost in this world but maybe I’ll be guided in the end.

Lost but still searching, I want to know myself within.

Curiosity and determination will fuel me until the end.

Lost in a world I didn’t ask to be brought into,

but live I will with a grin!