At the edge of life's triumph
lays the chasm of no return
where only the brave dare tread
or the foolish in their rush
pursuing life’s ardent dreams
beyond the safe embrace
the rails are lost to sight
only darkness lays beyond

the siren calls for one
with promises of the heart
some think them only lies
the truth is in the tunes
songs from angels’ choirs
played to devils’  bands
the combination is the lure
drawing souls to the cure

it’s the passion that decides
where the path will arrive
without regard for the norm
constraints are put aside
if the past is held too tight
relief is possible
when peril is consoled
at the edge most avoid.

© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20190513.