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A muscle spasm tossed me on my left

Too quick for me to sense what I could do

I experienced an old deja vu

On the floor, I was feeling quite bereft


Progress was going so well with the left

How could my old past be remaining true?

How will I continue to live it through?

I don’t believe in remaining bereft.


Time to reflect on the now that exists

Letting go of old memories that was

There are new things for me to move towards


I’ve always succeeded as I persist

I have determination for my cause

I have no doubts I’ll be met with rewards