Don'T Jump! Poem by Bill Dureen

There must be a better answer
When the world doesn't seem to rhyme
There has to be greener grass than this
In some other place or time
There aren't any good times left
All that's left is pain and sorrow
So you climb the stairs to the highest floor
You don't want to face tomorrow

DON'T JUMP...says a small voice
Far too faint to hear
DON'T JUMP...it says, fading
As your reasoning disappears

You step out on the roof top
The wind almost blinds your eyes
You walk to the edge, but you don't look down
You look up to the skies
You stand on the edge forever
As a crowd gathers in the street
Their murmuring grows louder
Still, you don't look at your feet

DON'T JUMP...they're shouting
But the wind blows the sound away
DON'T JUMP...they're screaming
But you can't hear a word they say

So, you step out into eternity
And you plummet toward the earth
You tell yourself 'I'm not dying,
Ii's another form of birth.'
Suddenly, there's blackness
The crowd stares in disbelief
Then the light comes back for a second or two
And you hear them cry their grief

DON'T JUMP...they whisper
As they turn their heads away
DONT JUMP...they're thinking
And they start another day...