We Fall

We fall,
In Gothic cathedral music,
Soprano solo the cry
     Of humanity.
Plunging down to the bass,
Rumbling the air currents
Until we are hushed
     By crystal bell.

We fall,
Sorrow and madness of descent,
Not knowing if we shall survive
     The landing
On bare rocks and pinnacles,
Stretching to pierce sky and flesh,
With no respecter of persons;
     This we fear.

We fall,
The same hope plead by all hearts,
Proclaimed by the unheard words,
     Catch us.
And surely our cries our heard
Among the whistling wind
And roaring gales in canyons
     Of fear, death.

We fall,
As all our nations and peoples do,
Crashing unto proverbial darkness,
     Screaming.
The watched ones,
Never descending alone,
Yet never together,
     In want.

We fall,
Waiting for the sickening sound
Of our bodies impaled by shale,
     Terror.
Our guard does not stand idly by;
Serenity watches while we fall
Holding out hands to catch
     Us all.