How Are The Mighty Fallen

 How are you doing today... are you alright? You have a look of sadness. Is everything okay? Is there anything I can do to help? 

So many times we wish for someone to ask us these questions. So many times we long for eyes to see what is going on deep inside of us. So many times we dream of wistful things.

How are the Mighty fallen... One day we are on top of a pedestal. The next day, we are lying on a stony ground.... A place where we never thought, we might ever be.

So often we fail. So often we are blinded by our own pride. We presume to think that we will never be lowered or reduced to nothing. In our minds, we misconstrue, all the feet we stepped on to get to the top. Humility is lost. Yesterday has vanished. Along the way, friends have been discarded. Vanity takes control.

We forget where we came from. Out of nothing, a king was born. Majesty and honour ruled. Where once others asked heartfelt questions, in their endeavour to meet our needs. Today, the roles have been reversed. Today, we are vexed with soulful longing. Today, we wish, we could go back to yesterday. Today, we are locked in a prison of our own making.... Today the key, cannot be found.


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