Why do we have to fall at all, a friend who is now lost, once asked me. I am now replying in the hope he will rise.
Why do we fall from a height?
Why do we fall in our own eyes?
Why do we fall in love?
Can someone put me wise?
Why do we at all think of falling?
Why not rising
As we all do
And want to
Why do us not the same way
Rise in love as we ought to
Why do we fall at all?
When we have no need to
Why do we fall for bait?
When we don’t have to
That’s a gig question
Who will answer that for me?
What we want to do
We just have to
But why should we all fall
For the love that’s our due.
Thanks beautiful! 
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