The Humbling Fall

The Humbling Fall

A failure, flames red hot
On a scorned patch of ground
Charred, beyond hope

For miles
There are smoldering remains
Which bleed me of strength
Of life, compassion and love

From the pale-blue skies
It charged
For the bowels of the earth
Overcome, and burdened with death

When humility was lost
From the heart
Of a proud
And prospering dream

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