Crawling
Crawling is something we all used to do
something so we could get on the move.
Why is it that even at such a young age,
we have the urge to move?
Maybe it's a warning that none of us ever heed
or maybe it's just something we naturally do.
The only thing is is that some of us
never learn when to stop
or are unable to do much more than crawl.
Sometimes it's just we're too tired and sprawl,
or maybe we are just too afraid and stall.
We crawl gingerly to things we need,
when we're broken down
and then we stop crawling.
Why do we see crawling as so tivial
when we get older?
It's not as if there is anything more we can do
and moving is a luxury that some do not have
but what's wrong with crawling?
We do it when we think we are broken,
and until we can run again.
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