91.

Shot



Flying high on cloud of hope
Icarus soaring, can’t elope
For plans and life not set in stone
Fall burning cruel now left alone

Shot down fast by change of want
Let down soon and now I can’t
Can’t live a life with smile on face
Can’t fight to stay in earthly race

A hopeful future runs away
Stays ahead but one more day
Forever fleeing life’s cold grasp
Shot down plans alone will last