How the mighty have fallen

How the mighty have fallen

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How the mighty have fallen.

Isn’t that… interesting?

The ones who once stood like mountains

Now crumble like dust in the wind.


Once loud, now silent.

Once firm, now flickering.

They moved with purpose.

Now?


They drift like leaves, no roots, no rest.

Just there. 

Funny how strength can slip

Through the cracks of time.


Funny how the weak ones

Start to rise,

Backs straight, eyes wide.


Maybe it’s life.

Maybe it’s seasons.

Maybe even the sun has days.

When it hides behind the clouds.

But oh, how the mighty have fallen.

And how the fallen might rise again.


Inspired by a conversation with a friend

Written by me Call me Toyo. Or Oluwatee. Or whatever love sounds like to you. Thank you for reading.

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