Bruises (Rolling With The Punches)

Bruises, To get them... Quickly to mend, Doesn't need everyone... To have them be shown as done. Wounds and bruises inflicted, Announced for attention to get. Stay around a long time. And remain in one's mind. Rolling with the punches, To get up and jump out of dumps... Is, Not easy to do... When the heart has been pumped, And bumped with emotions. Rolling with the punches, To get up and jump out of dumps... Is, What one does to prove... Any bruises felt to feel, A kept faith will remove. Bruises, To get them... Quickly to mend, Takes... Faith to replace the pain. And leaving behind not to find, Reasons why bruises to feel... Seem to stay that way. And some who have had their bruises, Complain about how they got them... Everyday. In the dumps. Everyday. Unable to jump over humps. Or roll, With the punches. Everyday. In the dumps. Everyday! As if to wish to stay bruised.