the precipice, the ledge...

when sitting on the edge
on the precipice, the ledge
when looking down the head does spin
for the line between many thoughts be thin.

all of a sudden events reveal
life in its mad rush did much conceal
how fragile be a human being
how oft we act contrary to our well being.

when young be the limbs and thoughts inquisitive
carefree behaviour of youth indicative
nothing wrong with living life to the full
but then comes the price to pay on the body the pull.

when the heart be weak and the stress be high
when an old man once strong now in pain cry
then the wish be for health on him to bestow
and strength of mind to follow.

how hard to observe when others suffer
wishful thinking for them to recover the buffer
and a reminder that my mortality be my kryptonite
and thus deep in thought thinking of much tonight.

RB.