On Passing A Hanging Bridge
on passing a hanging bridge
the sway can be felt
you will be there alone
not in two's
not even to be with the person
you love or your trusted friend
not that there is no valid reason for that
the hanging bridge may feel your weight
and give in and you may fall with it
and die in an instant
there are rules to be borne in mind
you are not suppose to look on either side, left or right
or look downward otherwise you will feel
being sucked by the raging river below you
and then you become nauseous
and then eventually you fall
and then die crashing
on the rocks
i have reflected on it that day after i passed the hanging bridge.
it is like life itself. I must pass alone. I must always look forward.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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