Autopilot Poem by Bobbi Myers

Autopilot

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Sometimes in life, although it be,
a person can be good.

For reasons we don't understand,
perhaps misunderstood.

To wrap your mind around the facts
is not an easy thing..

No pilot in the cockpit;
'Look! , '; he's standing on the wing!

'Don't jump! ', we say, he looks around
he doesn't say a word.

He jumps 10,000 feet to earth;
at last he's finally cured!

Friday, July 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is a story of life long turmoil. His 'cure' was to exit, once and for all.
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