to fall or not to fall 8-4-09
standing upon the bridge of life
we find ourselves so full of strife
we dont know just where to turn
like a candle the wick is burned
standing there across the sea
our eyes out reach where we should be
across the town which is lit real nice
and think about the food and spice
looking now where we have chalked
our outlined body where we have walked
the spirit looms into the night
as a hoard of people rush in fright
the see a mans body lifeless and limp.
a rock across the water he did skip,
a life from earth that now is strip.
to close his eyes and fall from here,
backwards unto the air he did disappear
to all unknown upon the crashing waves
to death we are just its mindless slaves.
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