Look up there.
Look at the air.
Look at the stars,
look at Mars,
look at the world above ours.
Now look down here,
are we in as much fear?
Are we free to be us?
Are we free to trust?
Look around you and what do you see? A world of sorrow or destiny?
And why do we feel so not at ease,
it's because the unknown can please.
Leap or jump.
Sprint and thump.
We are ready to fail,
set up from birth.
Just take a deep breath,
and jump of the rail.
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A shout of quite poems
PoetryExpressed feelings that I've put into some thing. All poems are my own.
