What if,
We could all fly,
But were too afraid to die?
Only those who wanted to die have tried,
To fly,
And who's to say they didn't?
Anyone with the voice,
To object,
Hasn't enough knowledge.
Before,
I don't think anyone tried to fly.
To soar beyond the clouds,
To be without pain, sorrow or fear.
Is this a good thing?
That we have gotten more bold, more daring?
Or is it a sad sight,
To see one take one's life.
You decide, for yourself.