It is a bridge too far
When grace finds thou and
Uplifts thy to run life race,
On a platter of gold
And thou keeps playing
Ducks and drakes with food
Whereas people are dying;
It is a bridge too far.
It is a bridge too far
Faking marriage proposal
Just to hit and run.
It is a bridge too far
Deriving sweet pleasure
From a crocodile’s tears
While capitalizing
On the gullible.
It is a bridge too far
If thou hath down
And feeling like
Hope for tomorrow
Is but a voicemail
And the only option
Chose is to commit suicide;
It is a bridge too far.
It is a bridge too far
When thou go miles
Just to murder smiles.
It is a bridge too far
Replacing felicity
With sadness while
Breaking bones with
Sticks and stones.
It is a bridge too far
Forgetting that life is
A hair’s breadth wide
Leaving like a god
And belittling all.
“For the sake of humanity,
Dear extremist and suicide bomber;
…It is a bridge too far”.
e-Paper Poetry of Vinx 
Beautiful words and for sure a bridge too far to cross over to the other side. Awesome picture too.
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Lol… Crossing over to the other side, where pains exist not, where one goes after kicking the bucket, is our doom.
Unavailable at the moment but unavoidable doom.
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Why doom it is where the body has to go we r all destined to one day leave this body so why doom death is a celebration dear Vincent
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A celebration majority that pass, will not smile on the Dday
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For sure but the person who knows for them life and death r parcel of life. One has come here to go not to stay here permanently this is our temporary body in an illusion
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Well said
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Thanks
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