Jan 2020
Jack and Jill went up the hill, and they said, wow, what a thrill,
If I fall down, I might lose my crown, and then everyone will be laughing after.
If I think not to be, I always end up with the same ol’ me.
If I think to had been, then I still remember that I still am.
In the end, if the rules say this, sometimes the answer is beyond the guess, it’s to understand who made the jest.
Jest for one, is not a jest for all, but sometimes in between our falls, we remember who we are.
And after the curtain has fallen we still live as the not forgotten.
Let us learn to comprehend and not hide so much in our ends, because what gave us life didn’t bend, it only gifted us to learn how to give and begin again.
If I fall down, I might lose my crown, and then everyone will be laughing after.
If I think not to be, I always end up with the same ol’ me.
If I think to had been, then I still remember that I still am.
In the end, if the rules say this, sometimes the answer is beyond the guess, it’s to understand who made the jest.
Jest for one, is not a jest for all, but sometimes in between our falls, we remember who we are.
And after the curtain has fallen we still live as the not forgotten.
Let us learn to comprehend and not hide so much in our ends, because what gave us life didn’t bend, it only gifted us to learn how to give and begin again.
