The Last Goodbye

I plunged into the open air, Felt a rush of blood within, And spread my arms, so unaware Of chills upon my skin. I, now aboard this one-way flight, Saw the moon and distant stars, Discernible beyond the light Of city lamps and cars. I peered into each living space To see beyond the hazy glass And witness each new warm embrace Before the great impasse. But lonely faces filled my view, Took from me my final hope, And showed me that my hunch was true: That we can’t see the scope Of broken homes and true neglect, Silent victims of abuse, Unfit parents with no respect For lives that they produce. We cannot see just what we’ve done So I lunged into the sky; With no place to which I could run, I said my last goodbye.