random on…ANOTHER TIGHTROPE …
could come from the voice of such a tiny creature”
clinging to the tightrope…
as she hung suspended…
gathering the strength…
to pull her self back up,
find her balance …
& continue the dance…
days into months …
months into year…
for what is time
when your suspended within it?
The suddenly… one day
out of the blue…
some one shouted …
waiting
before she fell…
pirouetting & dancing…
accross the tightrope again
turned ,
she stopped…
& in loud voice she called to all…
have you enjoyed my little dance…
did you like to see me prance…
what were your thoughts when i slipped…
hung along so long, with toe tight grip…
did you pray i’d get back up on track…
fall to the ground
my head all cracked…
& dance no more…
like a broken rag doll on the floor…
what my thought were there
as i dangled,
frightened…
alone…
suspended up in the air…
that you didn’t care…
well you should know,
that I believed in you…
for surely…
but cling on to my faith in you…
feeling like you didn’t care…
oft’times filled me with despair…
for what survives
but now Iv come to the conclusion…
perhaps my faith in you was just illusion…
bcos i have heard you whispers loud…
floating up from amongst the crowd…
that I was wrong…
you didn’t care…
so little point in me being here…
& with that she curtsied & bowed
to all the crowd…
turned …
& stepped of the wire…
into a swooping dive…
towards the crowd below…
who watched ….
some frowning gasping …
we didn’t know…”
broken..
leaving nothing more
but a trail of despair…
to hang forever in the air…
where noone
appeared to care…