! ! ! ! Hanging By A Slender Thread...! ! ! !
Standing hunched on the parapet of a high rise,
At dusk, waiting impatiently for the night fall.
So many thoughts raced through the mind
Like a tree top shaking during a storm.
He climbed down…to or not to jump,
What if I just end up with broken limbs?
He thought tearfully swallowing a lump
In his throat; that would be worse than this…
Awoke startled, as birds announced it was dawn,
Saturday, February 21, 2009