The Farther They Fall

Lay low

Duck your head

They’ll never see

Wreathed in shadows

And no light to glean

Cold stone at your back

At your feet

Solid ground to stand

So far, so near

To meet

Do not fear to fall

As might the others

Those who stand above

With a crash and a burn

They’ll crumble

Land at your feet

Spattered with soil

Smeared with crimson

Having everything, now

To gain

Lose it all, and so

Lose your fears

Of having

Lost at all