Why?
Why is it, that you try so hard to fly?
Isn't it crazy to do so, without natural wings?
You saw him shot with a mighty roar.
To soar, through burning rings and solar rays.
Whilst his world transforms into a whirling ball.
Touching down, caught as if a wild flying fish.
An adoring crowd applauds a human cannon ball, as it bows and prays.
Why do circus clowns risk so much, just to make us laugh?
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Why? PoetsPub 2021 Achievement Hunter Challenge
PoetryCompilation of submissions to @PoetsPub Summer 2021 Challenge.
