Falling

 He fell

He fell beneath the weight

Of a cross and life’s cares

He fell again under a midday sun

With no one there to help him on. 

He fell a third time and it seemed

He could walk no further 

But up he rose and staggered on

With Simon’s help supporting. 

It’s times like this we need a hand

The mercy of a stranger 

We need a helping shoulder

To share the load and the burden. 

Fall we must and fall we will

On life’s uneven boreen, 

Up we rise, time and again

Til we reach our homeland.