Some dare to soar others don't.

Beyond birds the angel's and God's exist,
down here on earth man looks up with a twist.
Wonders about the universe dept,
dares to adventure outside his bounderies or remains inept.
This is the nature of man,
to live, explore and expand.
Inside all humans this is a natural demand.

Until it comes to love and hate,
too their fellow man many won't
try to loving relate.
They'll get stuck in their own humidity,
day in and day out there's no change
in their stupidity.
Many stay behind the same old door,
will never even try to change or explore.

I watched my father and others,
just sit with the same old brothers.
It never bothered my dad,
none at all about the children he had.
He was a father,
who never did bother.
He died the same way,
with hardly anything too say.

His spirit is probably still down here on earth,
hanging in his place of birth.
Death is a release,
we should soar in final peace.
Way up high,
where the birds fly.

We should also do this before we die.


G