“THOSE ONES WHO NEVER DO BECAUSE OF FEAR OF FAILURE.” a poem, for: Thursday the 5th of December, 2019.
“Is it worth it? Is it worth it? to REALLY be ALIVE?”
Said Those Who Never Tasted Flesh, Those Who Never Strive,
Said Those Ones Who Are Fearful Of What Might Happen To,
THEM, THOSE ONES who ask,butWON’Ttry,
ToEVER JUMP ON THROUGH,
THE HOOPS OF SOME PREDICAMENT to reach “The Other Side,”
Of TheCircularHoop or RAINBOW;
Perhaps, they’ll ALWAYS RIDE,
UPON THE WORDS OF SAMENESS, alwaysInquiringABOUTadventure,
And so they’ll offer censure,
Any attempts by US
To live and fail and try and fall.
Of course, they’ll never realize THE ROMANCE OF “THE BALL,”
For fear of ALL “the downside” which is “the upside” (going)The Other Way.
THOSE ONES (must)theySit&Inquire Every Blessed Day?
Until one day, The God of Love, whom THEY say they “fear,”
Comes up from behind them AND PUSHES THEM.
ThatForSome without The Push of Grace THOSE ONES are stuck in sand,
Never too quick and never too slow and never playing in The Band,
THE BAND OF PRECARIOUS EXISTENCE.
“Is it worth it?” (They ask) the question long,
And we can only answer in a Frank Sinatra song:
“Regrets? Yes, there are, but really too few to mention,”
But I like LOVE & LOVE’s all over,
It has no judging intention.