Into the deep go the intrepid ones alone
They dive into the abyss without a thought
Risking their safety to the very bone
They pray silently to never be forgot
The march to an entirely different drummer
In the light or the silent darkness of the night
From the fall to winter, spring and summer
They are always prepared when there's a fight
To dance with the flame in the heat of it all
Embracing their chance at each moment they see
They dance their way toward greatness, or a fall
No matter the glory or the pain that may be
Surrounding us in the crowd
They're silent and bright
Until it's time to get loud
Be it day or night
Carrying it like a curse
Something that none would pick up and run
Knowing it could lead to the bed with a nurse
Or something they're not there for and is a lot less fun
Oh, to live every moment as if it were the last
And grasp onto the threads swinging overhead
They're the first to realize life all goes by so fast
Even as they continue to hold onto that unraveling thread
Then comes the time when they need the strongest among us
They realize not all men are the same
But would still ride life on that same bus
Knowing that they at least played the game
About the Creator
Jason Morton
From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.
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