The falling rise story.
Fall came with falling grace, I thought about free falling, Got a call, someone said, Fall is here to be. Rise with the fall, rise instead, Rise with the rising costs, For if you stay free falling, You’ll only be seen as lost. So with them, I discovered, What rising was all about, To rise with us, you must only Fall in line, or fall out. So I fell out, a nd I’m free Free as free could be Fall comes, brings with it More offers to rise with thee But free I was, free I am Free is all I have. Free to think, write, express, And travel the world a tramp.