With Thought By Rasheed 'Sagesection' Bello

• Thud! Tap! Screech!
  
  lands hope
  
  Metallic blood tastes good i think,
  
  as my heart enters my mouth,
  
  From the heights of despair I think,
  
  as I watch falling hope.
  
  
  
  Silence! Hum! Silence!
  
  This feeling oppresses
  
  Quiet walls close in
  
  suffocating me
  
  why this claustrophobia,
  
  when I stand atop a cliff?
  
  
  
  Boom!- Blows reason
  
  but insanity- ah! sweet oblivion-
  
  is slow to creep in
  
  perhaps there is hope yet
  
  lying at the cliff's bottom,
  
  perhaps
  
  I will jump I think
  
  thought, think again,
  
  flicker, flicker
  
  then the leap
  
  
  
  Am I dead?- Silence again
  
  Less oppressive, perhaps even friendly
  
  where is hope?
  
  was there really any?
  
  No! I think
  
  I never even left the cliff's face
  
  But I did not fall, though I leaped
  
  "You leaped, Yes!, then started to fly",
  
  the silence answers me quietly
  
  Yes! that must be it
  
  
  
  Woosh, Swish, Whirl!
  
  I fly to hope
  
  Hope is the goal, with it comes life
  
  I fly to hope on new wings
  
  the map is skectched underneath feathers
  
  beneath the wings
  
  I will die if I land short of on hope
  
  so I fly to hope, though I cannot read the map