Die Another Day

Standing atop the tower,
Wondering whether to dive,
21 floors high, the tower stands,
Cool winds blowing all around,
And he thinks of when he was five.

Only pushing him closer to the jump,
He shuts the flooding memories out,
A bead of sweat, a tear drops,
His inner mind screaming, "Stop, stop, stop!",

Then sights of a better day,
Family, friends, and even his dream to succeed,
They overwhelm him,
And he steps back on to the cold, solid ground,
To live to fight another day.


This is not just "some poem". It is a request, a piece of advice, to all those who give up on life so easily. Suicide, is an escapist's choice, someone who does not have the courage, the gall, to face the challenges life throws at him/her. God has given you a life, a mind, a body, for a reason. Life isn't all Apples (pun intended) and oranges (even Blackberrys, these days), and thank God for that, otherwise what would we be?? Don't be rash. Don't go and end your life because something big and greatly upsetting has happened. This world needs every mind it can have, even if your will to live, and live happily at that, isn't enough for it. Die Another Day.