Literature
That damned Line!
That damned LineWhen is the line too far away to cross?
Is there a time,
where,
somewhere deep within us,
that you can't even fathom jumping across that void line.
Can it be said that they're even at fault,
if they do cross it?
Or can it be said that they did it of some sorta' free will?
It's said that we all have free will,
but in truth,
do we?
For the hundredth time,
I've seen,
where someone so innocent,
and so abashed at the thought of something so vile,
that they crashed away stumbling from it.
Running,
Leaping over that line . . .
That simple line,
which we mustn't cross,
by fear of vile!
That vile we originally ran