There is no shortage,
especially if you are young.
But then, nor are the mature
exempt.
We trip, we fall,
we get up again.
We warn our comrades,
keep an eye on the vulnerable,
and remove those obstacles
that haven’t been bolted down;
or try to.
Sometimes,
distracted, preoccupied,
failing to listen, or to see,
not vigilant enough ask the
questions;
we stand quietly by
as new stones are lowered into
place.
© Ken Rookes 2015
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