Stand Tall

Sometimes we fall, some say from grace

or embarrass ourselves with yolk on the face

But nothing can ever really keep us down

if we simply get our ass up of the ground

If we move on, you know, move ahead

live our purpose till these bodies are dead

beyond the setbacks that block our way

into our destiny, come what may

deflecting slings and arrow tips

recovering quickly when we get caught and slip

Because from grace sometimes we all fall

But we rise again. Rise,

 to stand tall

T.C