THE LONG FALL BACK TO EARTH

Written by: Kim van Breda

THE LONG FALL BACK TO EARTH”
The furious flapping of broken wings                                                                                                                                        
The wasted futility of shattered dreams                                                                                                                                                                           
The great expectations of soaring high            
                                                                                                                             The diminishing dreams as they fall from the sky
Soaring on the wings of selfish pride                                                                                                                                            
We fly too high, and like Icarus, collide                                                                                                                                     
 From the world we try so hard to leave behind                                                                                                                             
To purge ourselves from all the temperaments of humankind
Take me up to horizons I transcend
Take me down to the earth’s dark edge 
Wash the suffering from off my skin
Teach me how to be whole again
Fly me up on silver wings
Above the places where sirens ring
Warm me up in a mercurial glow
And drop me down to my dreams below
To turn away and not become
More abundant than the tears-- so numb                                                                                                                               A world embracing every predestined heartache
Should I be the one to sacrifice for the sake of fate
After all is said and done I stand alone
Vestige remains of a life I should not own
It takes all I am to continue to believe
In the undeserved benevolence that covered me.