Life has a way of teaching us the most through its hard
knocks
And while we nurse our bruised egos and pull up our torn socks
After pride’s stumbling-tumbling-humbling face-plant in the
dirt
We are a little wiser; it’s the getting there that hurts
Life has a way, after it lets us have our own way first
Of reminding us with what, since time began, we are cursed
How, because it seems we must learn the way Adam first did
For every action, consequence is the return of it
But, if we learn from 'the return', the fall is not in vain
Pity the one who will not learn but falls and falls again
Life has a way of teaching wisdom with hard knocks so we
After the sting of it subsides, don't forget easily
© Janet Martin
Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.
Prov.16:18
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