The edge

I’m on the edge,

I’m looking over,

And the whole world is pushing,

On my shoulders.

The edge


Do you remember the conversations,

You had as a child,

That shaped you and,

Made you who you are today?

What number of those,

Can you recall,

Being on the the side of?

It’s odd to think,

How many young lives,

You may have changed,

With the words you have said.