Neville

Hesitation

Hesitation

 

Somewhere beneath

The highest bough

There will always be

Those who shall forever

Hesitate while

Others wander free

Then there are those  

Who jump without

So much as looking  

Leaping into nothing

Like blind or reckless

Lemmings or lovers even   

Throwing caution

To the wind

Individual heroes maybe

Versus

Flocks of willing sheep

Those that take a dive

And those who

Forever wait and weep