The taunting
voices all screaming, “Jump”!
I was
trembling on the rocky ledge…
Gathering
courage for my first lake dive,
I trusted
fate and stepped off the edge.
Fifty years
later I’m haunted,
By the same
screaming voices back then…
I lie in bed
growing older,
Hearing their
screams, “Jump!”, again.
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