There is no going back,
no reverse,
no retrospective
about what
should have been.

There is but the cliff
in front and the fog behind,
and so when shall we jump,
you and me?

Shall we trust a light fall
as we look up to the
sky and move ahead
with faith that it’s
going to be okay?

No, there is no return
and no arrow with two
ways, so don’t look
down but take my hand
and walk with me
towards the uncertainty
of our inglorious end.

 

13/6/2023