The Golden Gate Bridge
Golden Gate Bridge
Now, don't be ridiculous, do open your eyes,
Is it a brave single mother trying to raise
Her daughter or son?
Or is it the man, jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge
In an act of self-slaughter?
How about the elderly, who live alone and are home
bound?
They wake each morn, however...far from
forlorn.
Or is it the man from the Bridge?
His body about to be torn.
By the hungry rocks below
No, I say!
Courage and admiration go to the brave across all nations
Who bravely face life~that are strong.
Never sorry for themselves today.
Their simple gratitude for life~totally
surpasses any jumper...
Trashing a God given life to almost ashes.
Panagiota Romios
2/18/2019
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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