oh, lovely, shallow man
with your wrists bound crossed at your chest
your disheveled hair falling over magnificent eyes
voice weary and trembling
for all of your knowing, it just became too much
when you could no longer see
the rising and setting suns
and you brought back sadness, even from nature
we remember when you took that last step
you did not stumble, as if to fall from great heights
we witnessed your jump
and your outstretched arms
our one last attempt to save you
to our surprise, you landed: head held high
not a broken bone or second around you
and now we could watch you from afar
alone but strong
tearing your way through testimony and notion
we were certainly impressed
the way you looked back at us and smiled
before, at last, disappearing from our view