A Fall From Grace Poem by James Comerford

A fall from grace

Did you fall

Did you understand that you were not wanted
never again to be feited,
to have your ego; s insatiable thirst sated.

How does it feel to be back amongst men
To feel what we all feel.
To have no crutch of office to lean on,
no pedastal to sit upon.

When we were children i loved you
I cried and laughed with you,
i hurt with you, i hurt for you,
then you left to climb those mountains
but they were just fountains of despair and lonliness

Did you miss me?

Did you fall or were you pushed?