Up?

 We climb, up, up, up,
We wish to reach the top,
To feel the sun on our face,
the wind in our hair.

We climb, up, up, up,
We strive to be free of the green plumage around us that is this jungle,
to drink up the vast ocean of pure blue sky.

We climb, up, up, up,
To know the names of the clouds,
And to kiss the face of God.

We climb, up, up, up,
But SNAP!
And we're falling, tumbling,
Thud.
Stuck in the dirt and mud.

Do we dare?
Do we depart from our new home in the dust?
Do we climb?

Do you climb?