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