BURNING BRIDGE

Excerpt from the poem "Burning Bridge"

"...“What if I don’t do it right, what if it can’t be fought;
What if it still consumes me and the fire has me caught?”
Then I in flames unwillingly plummet to my grave;
What if it’s all in vain and this fire can’t be stayed?

Torment chokes me, knocks out my knees, I drop paralyzed;
A little voice reminds me “One won’t know unless one tries.”
Extinguisher fizzes, nothing comes out, as the flames continue to rise,
I should have just jumped, and herein lies my demise.

Try again the voice proclaims, and I squeeze with all my might;
Not only did I live, I took the chance and did what was right..."

Photo by RT Norland