Told me once not to despise new beginnings
Why should I hope in what always is recurring?
If I ever be counted as a righteous man who falls
Though I be not one, duty calls
At the road side where my step is lost
To go to the start is such a dreadful cost
At the spot on the wayside where I failed
There I must continue be I frailed
Beginnings may be essential and vital
Continuance is indispensable; the without is lethal!
