Two small crabs were
once confined
Within a narrow
space,
The one said to the
other,
“Let us flee this
dreary place.”
The one stepped foot
upon the wall
To make his brave
escape,
And, also, did his
fellow who
Disdained the crabs’
estate.
Yet, never could they
get so far
For just a simple
slack;
As one would try to climb above
His friend would pull
him back.
Oft’ times we tend to be the same,
Trapped in some
dreary place,
Perhaps the gloom of
crabby drab
Has left a sullen
face.
To flee the pit of pity, yea,
We do indeed desire,
But hindered by the
crabs around
We all too soon
retire.
Let not another pull
you down
From finding joy and
peace,
Press onward till
you’ve reached the heights,
And share the love
and grace.
Copyright © Elisabeth Linzey 2016
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